Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 93 Ambush! Who's the Sparrow Hiding the Crocodile? (Please Subscribe!)

The world of cultivation is full of towering mountains, deep abysses, and deep ravines.

Famous mountains and rivers are easily described as being tens of thousands of feet high and hundreds of thousands of miles long.

Qingyan Mountain is a small mountain range, neither high nor steep, but that is only in relation to this world.

If Qingyan Mountain were moved to Earth, its thousands of feet high mountain range would be the world's number one.

Chen Qian and his group of siblings, including Yan Ran, all had Qi Refining Level 5 cultivation, which was enough for them to fly on swords.

However, they did not have dedicated flying swords. Although they could use ordinary flying swords, it was like attacking with a flying sword, which consumed mana very quickly.

Therefore, no one would use an ordinary flying sword to travel.

Chen Qian had already mastered the basics of the Flying Feather Technique. After leaving the Sun family, he continuously cast spells, bestowing the Flying Feather Technique upon everyone.

This is a spell even more powerful than the Lightness Technique, which allows cultivators to become as light as feathers and increase their speed many times over with the blessing of wind spiritual power.

The three of them descended the mountain, their movements seemingly small, yet each step covered several meters, giving them a sense of lightning speed.

Before long, the three arrived at the foot of the mountain. Ahead was the only way out of the mountain. Once they turned past a dense forest by the roadside, they would be out of the Qingyan Mountain area.

The group chatted and laughed along the way, getting along very well and in a very pleasant mood.

In particular, the Yan siblings cultivated alone in a small mortal town when they were young, and had no cultivation companions other than each other.

Having advanced to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, he had only been in Liuyun Mountain Market for a few months when Zheng Yuefeng forced him to flee.

Having never made friends with other cultivators before, he unexpectedly befriended Chen Qian and experienced for the first time the joy of being with like-minded friends.

Chen Qian saw the road leading out of the mountain not far away, slowed down slightly, and smiled at Yan Ran and his sister, saying, "We'll be out of the mountain soon. Do you two have mounts?"

Yan Ran and Yan Fei exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously, saying, "No."

Just as the two were about to say something, Chen Qian's expression suddenly changed, and he stopped and waved to them.

Yan Ran and the other person were both taken aback, not understanding what Chen Qian meant, but they didn't say anything more.

They were less than a mile from the tree where Wu Songde was lying in ambush. Chen Qian's innate spiritual senses erupted, and he had already sensed the potential malice.

In the darkness, Chen Qian seemed to see a malevolent gaze fixed on him, like a half-drawn sword waiting to trap him and deliver a fatal blow.

"Someone actually ambushed me at the exit of the mountain?!" Chen Qian found it hard to believe.

He knew that after the battle at Bijia Mountain, the Lu, Zhou, and Wu families would definitely gather a lot of information about him and would not let him go easily.

Therefore, he used the "Harmony with Light and Dust" technique at full power during this trip, and he also slightly changed his style of dress.

He was absolutely certain that unless the Foundation Establishment ancestors of the three families were personally waiting outside Phoenix Forest Valley to watch over him, there was absolutely no way anyone could discover his whereabouts.

But is this possible?
There's no way a Foundation Establishment Ancestor would be so idle!

Although he performed brilliantly in the battle at Bijia Mountain, he was only at the late stage of Qi Refining. How could he possibly be worth the personal intervention of a Foundation Establishment Ancestor?

If he were truly the ancestor of that family, he could have easily stormed the Sun family's territory openly and decisively killed them. Why would he need to ambush them here?
Furthermore, his innate divine soul sensed that although the ambushing people were extremely threatening, they were still within his control and their strength was definitely below the Foundation Establishment stage.

It can only be said that his cultivation experience was still shallow and he had not lived long enough. He did not expect that this vast world contained countless extraordinary skills, secret techniques, and rare treasures.

The Wu family actually possessed a treasure called the "Soul Observation and Soul Finding Mirror," which could be used to refine detection talismans based on the remaining magical power and soul aura on a corpse that were about to dissipate.

Now that the ambush has been discovered, Chen Qian is no longer worried. No matter which family you belong to or what kind of mentally unstable cultivator you are, you will immediately become my benefactor.

"Ran, Fei, just listen to what I'm about to say, don't react too surprised," Chen Qian said to the two of them casually.

Yan Ran and her brother were taken aback. Although they didn't sense anything unusual, their natural trust made them react quickly and they nodded. "Someone is lying in ambush in the dense forest ahead," Chen Qian said with a smile, but his words sent chills down their spines, making them feel like cats or beasts about to pounce.

"You two can continue as usual, but slow down and stay behind to cover for me." Chen Qian gave them both a reassuring look. "Leave the rest to me."

Yan Ran stared intently at Chen Qian, keenly sensing that he wasn't feigning ease, but genuinely confident.

With a slight sense of relief, he gave his elder brother a knowing look before nodding to Chen Qian and replying, "I will follow Brother Chen's orders."

Because Chen Qian was constantly using the Harmony with the World Technique, Yan Ran and her brother were unable to sense his specific cultivation level.

But that's precisely why they feel more at ease.

They would never have imagined that Chen Qian's cultivation level was actually the same as theirs, at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Judging from the pressure they vaguely felt from Chen Qian, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a cultivator at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining.

Therefore, in the upcoming great battle at the late stage of Qi Refining, the two of them were indeed only qualified to stand by and watch.

After giving the brother and sister a reassuring look, Chen Qian turned and walked nonchalantly toward the mountain pass.

His posture was unrestrained and elegant, his temperament refined and outstanding, without the slightest hint of tension.

"Trying to ambush me? Are you prepared to die?"

His mind then sank into the gray bead world, splitting into five.

They respectively controlled the top-tier magic weapon flying sword, the first-tier top-tier puppet, the first-tier top-tier talisman golden light talisman, and the lightning-summoning talisman.

The remaining portion of his mind was poised to be activated, ready to unleash the protective aura, the protective robe, and the sacred tree fruit at any moment.

While strategically despising the opponent, tactically ensuring absolute safety is paramount.

Chen Qian walked steadily toward the dense forest, each step carrying an invisible rhythm.

Yan Ran and his sister forced themselves to remain calm and followed behind him, but deliberately slowed their pace, pretending not to notice anything.

Wu Songde lay on the tree, his eyes fixed on the direction of the mountain path, holding the talisman that was flashing red light in his hand, feeling very proud.

He was fully prepared and was just waiting for Chen Qian to enter the optimal attack range so that he could kill him in one fell swoop.

As Chen Qian's figure gradually became clearer, Wu Songde's lips curled into a sinister smile, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he made a hand seal, and the talisman in his hand instantly burst forth with a dazzling red light, transforming into a crimson arrow that, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, aimed straight for Chen Qian's throat.

At the same time, he swooped down from the tree like a ghost, his hands quickly forming hand seals, golden light bursting from his body, and seven small golden swords hovering around him, buzzing.

However, just as the attack was about to touch Chen Qian, the corners of Chen Qian's mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

His innate divine soul had already sensed the danger in advance. Just before the attack arrived, his figure flashed and dissipated like a wisp of smoke, easily avoiding the attack from the crimson arrow and the golden sword.

At the same time, with a thought, the top-tier magical flying sword that had been prepared in the Gray Pearl World instantly appeared in his hand, its blade gleaming with a chilling light.

With a flick of his wrist, the flying sword shot out like a streak of light, its sword energy crisscrossing and drawing a beautiful arc in the air, aiming straight for Wu Songde's vitals.

Wu Songde's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected Chen Qian to react so quickly.

He formed hand seals, and seven small golden swords instantly formed a sword array, colliding with Chen Qian's flying sword and producing a series of crisp metallic clangs.

The powerful impact spread outwards, instantly shredding the bark of the surrounding trees into fragments that scattered in the air.

(End of this chapter)