My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 346 The Old Demon Meets
Time flies by,

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

After a month of seclusion,
Shen Changchuan's cultivation aura had also reached the peak of the first level.

They are already not far from reaching the second level of the Out-of-Body stage.

and,

Shen Changchuan could sense it.
His cultivation had reached its limit, and his foundation was solid enough.

If he were willing to force his way through,
The success rate of breaking through to the second level of the Nascent Soul stage should be at least 70%!

But Shen Changchuan didn't rush to do that.

Instead, it stopped.

"It's good to improve your cultivation level quickly, but it's not necessarily a good thing if you rise too fast in a straight line."

"It's best to take a small step forward, then stop to adjust and refine your skills, solidify your foundation, and accumulate enough strength before moving forward again."

"Otherwise, a spent arrow cannot penetrate even the finest silk. If one rushes to break through the barrier, the resulting energy depletion will be insufficient to break through, leading to ultimate failure. The backlash from that failure will take at least one or two years of hard work to recover."

"This will only waste more time!"

Improvement step by step,

After a short period of rapid improvement, take a break to refine your skills before moving forward again.

This is the cultivation philosophy that Shen Changchuan has always adhered to.

Although he sought speed in the path of cultivation...

But he never rushes things!

"Next, let's spend some time refining the previous medicinal materials into pills."

"After that, I'll go to Dawan Village to settle the accounts, deliver these pills there, and also collect the spirit stones I earned from selling the pills."

"After that, I'll work on mastering one or two more second-tier life-saving spells, and then I can try to break through to the second level of the Nascent Soul stage."

"We'll try to finish these things within three months!"

Shen Changchuan pondered in his heart,

I have a general plan for the future.

but,

Just as he stood up,
He suddenly remembered something.

A pat on the head.

"correct!"

"And they're also gathering intelligence!"

"I wonder how things went. Let's go find out what Senior Brother Hongyang thinks first."

In the blink of an eye,

Shen Changchuan's figure flashed.
He then disappeared into the secluded chamber.

at the same time,

Nanyue Kingdom
Seven Absolutes Sect
Here,

At the mountain gate, bones were piled up like mountains.

The sky above was always covered by heavy dark clouds, making the world gloomy.

The rolling mountains were shrouded in thick black fog.
From the outside,
All that could be seen was a colossal mountain, resembling a skull, rising abruptly from the ground, sitting between heaven and earth, casting a huge and terrifying shadow!

And in the two eye sockets of Skull Mountain,
An ominous crimson light pierced through the thick fog, enveloping the entire mountain gate!

Deep within the Seven Absolutes Gate,
Mountain Gate Hall

A young boy with long white hair was sitting on a chair made of white skulls.

Anyone here at this moment,

It creates a strong sense of contrast between an innocent young man standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

At this moment, the boy stared expressionlessly at the figure kneeling on the ground below, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Ancestor! Ancestor, spare my life!"

"This was truly not a fault of our own!"

"That You Longzi suddenly appeared for some reason, causing the plan to fail at the last minute!"

"It's not that my disciple isn't trying hard enough, but..."

The figure kowtowed.
He begged for mercy.

His head was already smashed open, bleeding profusely, and he looked extremely miserable.

But it dared not stop for a moment.

If Shen Changchuan were here,
You will surely find the figure kneeling inside the main hall, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
It was the personal disciple of the Seven Absolute Old Demon, whose aura had reached the Divine Travel Realm level in a short period of time, that appeared at the last moment deep in the Demon Beast Mountain Forest!
He appeared with unparalleled divine power at that time.

They were preparing to kill Senior Brother Hongyang.

In the end, Master You Longzi arrived just in time and killed most of them with a single palm strike.

Later, Shen Changchuan also mentioned that person when he was chatting with his senior brother Hong Yang.
From what he said, we learned that the man's name was Ying Wuya, and he was the first disciple among the seven personal disciples of the Seven Absolute Old Demon!

But at this moment, Ying Wuya,

It has long lost all its former elegance.

Not only were his clothes tattered,

His entire being was extremely weak.
At this moment, even a cultivator at the first stage of the Nascent Soul realm could probably kill him!

"No need for that, my dear disciple."

"Now that Youlongzi has appeared, your defeat is understandable."

On the Skull constellation,

The boy spoke softly, interrupting him.

Ying Wuya looked up with a look of surprise.

I felt fortunate to have survived.
He showed none of the madness he had displayed in front of his fellow disciples and mentors.

But then,

The boy on the Skull constellation's next words,

It caused him to instantly fall into an endless abyss.

"Therefore, I will not punish you with the torture of ten thousand insects devouring your heart, and I will let you die a peaceful death."

Between talking,

Even on the boy's calm and handsome face, a hint of pity appeared.

Before Ying Wuya could say anything,
The boy took a deep breath of air through his clean, flawless nose.
An invisible, blood-red aura emanated from Ying Wuya's body, turning into a wisp of green smoke, which the boy inhaled.

At the same moment,

Ying Wuya's body quickly shriveled up.
As if weathered for thousands of years, the flesh and blood dried up, turned into sand and dissipated, and the entire corpse turned into a pile of white bones.

The boy's face showed a look of blissful enjoyment.

After a short while,

The look of enjoyment had just faded.

"Sigh, what a pity, we only managed to recover this small amount."

The boy murmured softly.

Somewhat regretful.

Between talking,

He stretched out his right hand, and a colorful ball of light condensed on his palm.

His gaze fell upon the ball of light.

"Although we failed to retrieve the item and the mission was a complete failure, it's not bad to be able to advance to the Divine Travel Realm through this opportunity. This is the best personality memory I've been able to develop over the years."

"Yes, we can't waste it."

While thinking,

The young man's thoughts instantly enveloped the entire Seven Absolutes Sect, sweeping over every disciple with a superior air.

After a short while,

He randomly pointed to an inner disciple who looked to be in his early twenties and seemed to have a cunning and resolute personality.

Bring him to me.

The boy gave orders to his men.

Not long after,
The inner disciple, whose face showed unease, was then led to the main hall.

"Ancestor"

After the others left,
What did that inner disciple want to say?

However, the boy was clearly too lazy to waste words with him.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes, instantly shattering the memories in the other's mind, and then he grabbed the other from a distance.

Then,

The colorful light in his right hand was forcibly injected into his mind.

The void was subtly being compressed and distorted.
The inner disciple's face melted away like a candle at that moment!
A quarter of an hour later,
The unconscious inner disciple below awoke.
"Ancestor, what is this?"

He raised his head.
His eyes looked somewhat blank.

"Ying Wuya, although you failed this mission and your cultivation level dropped to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it doesn't matter. Just work hard to recover in the future, and you will still be my first disciple."

The boy's soft voice
The sound echoed throughout the vast hall.

Under the azure glow of will-o'-the-wisps in the vast hall,

The face of that inner disciple,

It clearly reflected a toothless face!

(End of this chapter)