Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Harvesting the Talents of Demonic Beasts

Chapter 180 Supernatural Powers Emerge! Demonic Traces First Appear
Back then, when Yan Mingyi was sitting idly in Lin Changheng's Qingyuan Courtyard, she happened to run into Mo Zhaoli, and the two women even exchanged glances.

When Yan Mingyi heard that someone had come to visit, she immediately came to greet them. As soon as she saw Mo Zhaoli, she recognized her. She had a deep memory of this beautiful and powerful Foundation Establishment senior.

"I've seen you before. You used to be the girl next door who lived in Brother Lin's front yard. I think you were a puppeteer?"

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Mo Zhaoli had an excellent memory and recognized the woman at a glance, smiling slightly.

"It is indeed I, senior. I did not expect you to remember me."

Yan Mingyi nodded repeatedly, quickly stepped aside to make way, and gestured "please".

"Miss Yan, what brings you here? Are you also here to visit Brother Lin?"

As the saying goes, "love me, love my dog," Mo Zhaoli was clearly very nice to Lin Changheng's friends and had no airs at all.

Yan Mingyi's expression changed slightly, and she shook her head somewhat dejectedly. Seeing the look of doubt in Mo Zhaoli's beautiful eyes, she pursed her red lips and briefly recounted the whole story.

When he heard that his grandfather was so overjoyed by his breakthrough in the art of puppetry that he died from the shock, a trace of regret appeared in Mo Zhaoli's eyes.

After hearing Master Yan's last words entrusting his orphan to someone, Brother Lin selflessly helped with the funeral arrangements and took in Yan Mingyi. He had even given Master Yan a second-tier pill to help him recover...

She nodded slightly, her eyes softening with tenderness; this chivalrous heart was exactly like her Brother Lin's style.

Looking back now, Lin Changheng helped him in the same way.

Then she smiled faintly and said, "In that case, Miss Yan, please feel at ease staying here."

Yan Mingyi nodded vigorously.

"Li'er!"

Before Mo Zhaoli could say anything, Lin Changheng's laughter echoed from inside the hall.

"Brother Lin." Mo Zhaoli stepped forward gracefully.

"Haha, I just finished my cultivation and came out. Please forgive me for not greeting you immediately."

Lin Changheng smiled deliberately.

“How could that be?” Mo Zhaoli shook his head.

"This is Yan..." Lin Changheng was about to introduce.

"Miss Yan."

Mo Zhaoli laughed directly, "We've met before, and Miss Yan just told me the whole story."

"That's good then." Lin Changheng immediately invited Mo Zhaoli to sit down, while Yan Mingyi served two cups of fragrant tea.

Then the two began to talk about their current situations and experiences.

I learned from Mo Zhaoli that after completing this task, she received contributions and rewards, and then planned to go back to seclusion.

He will not emerge from seclusion until he breaks through to the third level of Foundation Establishment.

"It shouldn't take more than a year or two." Because Mo Zhaoli didn't conceal his aura in front of Lin Changheng, Lin Changheng vaguely sensed it.

"I hope so, thank you for your kind words, Brother Lin."

Mo Zhaoli smiled gently, and then said, "I wonder if Brother Lin has the time to refine a batch of pills for Li'er?"

"Naturally."

Lin Changheng naturally wouldn't refuse, and even reached out to ruffle Mo Zhaoli's black hair.

Fortunately, Yan Mingyi went about her business and did not stay in the way, otherwise she would have been quite surprised to see this scene.

This Foundation Establishment senior from the sect was like a docile kitten in front of Brother Lin.

……

Lin Changheng also shared his recent progress, saying that his alchemy skills have improved and he can now refine high-quality pills of the second rank.

"Congratulations, Brother Lin." Mo Zhaoli, who knew nothing about alchemy, only felt that Lin Changheng was amazing, but he didn't know just how amazing he was.

Just then, Yan Mingyi came to refill the water and overheard some of it. She then said to Mo Zhaoli with a soft smile, "Brother Lin is too modest. Senior Mo may not know, but Brother Lin recently refined a high-quality Foundation Establishment Pill, which caused a sensation throughout the entire Immortal City."

"The number of visitors and those seeking an audience is countless. Some of the gift baskets that Brother Lin didn't want were forced upon him, and he was only happy if he accepted them. It has gone to such an extent... This shows just how amazing Brother Lin's reputation is."

"Is that so?" Mo Zhaoli's eyes were filled with surprise.

Lin Changheng could only smile faintly and nod.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Mo Zhaoli reached out and touched the storage bag, and a small wooden box with a [Spirit Locking Talisman] attached to it appeared.

As Lin Changheng had said before, he had enough essence blood from the Mountain-Moving Ape, so he hadn't collected any, and therefore it wouldn't take up much space.

"Brother Lin, I was so engrossed in catching up with you that I almost forgot about the important matter at hand."

Lin Changheng raised an eyebrow and looked at the object with a slight brightness: "Thank you for your hard work, Li'er. If it weren't for your constant help, my alchemy would not have progressed so quickly."

Lin Changheng told a white lie to maintain a unified narrative, while the truth was simply concealed.

Mo Zhaoli simply smiled and didn't speak. She gestured with her lips, indicating to Lin Changheng to open it and take a look.

Lin Changheng nodded, lifted the lid, and found that there were less than a hundred bottles of essence blood inside.

There are two specific types.

One type is the essence blood of a familiar customer, the Crimson-Eyed Fire Demon, which is easily recognizable at a glance; there are approximately eighty bottles of it.

Another type, about twelve bottles in total, is a dark yellow color.

The former was alright, but the latter made Lin Changheng's pupils shrink.

This aura is clearly that of the [Mysterious Spirit Bloodline], and it's a dark yellow color, making it highly likely to be earth-elemental blood essence.

This means that something Lin Changheng has longed for for a long time but has never been able to achieve will happen.

That was the transformation of the [Mountain-Moving Ape Treasure Seed]!

"Dong dong dong..."

Lin Changheng could hear his own heartbeat quicken a few times.

But in the next instant, it calmed down again.

……

After having a spiritual lunch at Lin Changheng's place at noon, Mo Zhaoli took his leave.

The mission was urgent, so we had no choice but to leave.

Lin Changheng escorted her to the door, gently reminding her, "Li'er, be careful when you're killing the demonic cultivators."

"Li'er will be careful, Brother Lin, don't worry."

Lin Changheng frowned and turned back after watching Mo Zhaoli fly away and disappear in his magic boat.

The woman had just revealed to him that the group they came to exterminate, which claimed to be a band of robbers, was actually a demonic cultivator.

There have always been demonic sects in the Song region, but they have been suppressed to the point of being unable to survive and can only hide here and there, never able to become a significant force.

Therefore, it remains unknown to the public.

This demonic force is suspected to have originated from elsewhere or taken root locally, but it is well hidden and unknown to the public.

Regardless of the reason, after learning of this information, the Purple Extreme Sect immediately issued an execution order without hesitation, ordering the entire group to be killed.

They also dispatched seven Foundation Establishment cultivators.

To carry out a saturation attack.

Make sure they are all killed, leaving no one alive.

"Demon Cultivator..."

It is said that good and evil cannot coexist, and it is clear that the evil cultivators in Song have been utterly defeated and are on the verge of extinction.

……

Upon entering the secluded meditation room, Lin Changheng appeared somewhat lost in thought.

It seems the area surrounding the Immortal City is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface; there are undercurrents brewing. We must strengthen our self-defense capabilities as soon as possible.

Lin Changheng, who had been slightly relaxed, felt a renewed sense of crisis.

Quickly transform the [Mountain-Moving Ape Treasure Seed]!
Lin Changheng immediately snapped out of his daze, took out ten portions of the newly acquired earth-elemental Xuanling essence blood, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

They began to absorb them one by one.

"Absorb! Transform for me!"

"The true meaning of the [Mountain-Carrying Divine Power] has arrived!"

A buzzing sound rang out.

Yuan Ding had already reacted; with just a slight tremor, it drained all the essence and blood, leaving only a thin layer of water stains.

In the next instant, Lin Changheng's perspective suddenly shifted, and he was pulled into his sea of ​​consciousness, where the towering Yuan Cauldron stood right before him.

Strands of earthy yellow light gathered and continuously penetrated the illusory image of the Dao Fruit, becoming increasingly solid and lifelike.

【Mountain-Moving Ape Treasure Seed - Fifth Level】

[Spirit Stealing: 100/100]

[Biochemical Life: 10/10]

……

[With essence and blood fully absorbed, the transformation is complete!]

【Mountain-Moving Ape's Dao Fruit - Supreme】

[Can be refined into the bloodline of demonic beasts and bestowed with divine power: the true meaning of "Shouldering Mountains"]

Yuan Ding showed unusual activity again.

The sound of bells and cauldrons resonated in my heart, and the myriad beasts on the cauldron walls seemed to open their eyes and come to life.

The scene before my eyes changed drastically.

The vast earth remained cracked and shattered, with countless stones and rocks floating in the air. The entire world seemed to have been crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into a chaotic wasteland.

Lin Changheng no longer wasted time standing there in a daze or sighing as he had before—

He already knew that he would transform into that towering golden ape and become the ruler of this realm.

He immediately divided his attention between two things: on one hand, he tried to experience the feeling of transforming into this golden ape and wielding supernatural powers; on the other hand, he curiously raised his hand and looked down.

Half of it was submerged in a vast, raging sea of ​​power, and every single golden hair seemed to surge with terrifying might. With a wave of its hand, mountains crumbled; with a breath, the wind and clouds changed color; and its crimson-gold pupils reflected the entire trembling earth.

The instincts of the True Spirit Giant Ape awakened in its bloodline, and it unconsciously let out a low growl that made the space tremble.

"What terrifying power!"

The other half of his consciousness, however, was unusually clear, observing his own hairy, mountain-like giant hand from an almost absurd yet extremely high vantage point.

His five fingers were like stone pillars, and his sharp nails gently rubbed together, sparking a few sparks. Dao patterns, like the veins of the earth, flowed through the lines of his palm, and with a casual grab, he shattered thunderclouds a hundred miles away.

Even more amazing is the giant tail that extends from the coccyx, which can stir up hurricanes with a casual swing, and can cause mountains to crumble with a single lash.

About three breaths later, everything suddenly collapsed and disappeared, like a mirage.

The desolate land, the golden giant ape, and other such sights all receded like the tide.

Even though Lin Changheng was somewhat unwilling, his consciousness was still abruptly pulled away. After a violent dizziness, his consciousness returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, facing the Yuan Ding directly.

"Hoo! Refine the true meaning of the [Mountain-Carrying Divine Power] for me!"

With anticipation in his heart, a yellowish-brown Dao Fruit rippled within the Yuan Cauldron, incredibly thick and heavy, before falling directly into Lin Changheng's soul.

In an instant, Lin Changheng's soul felt as if it had been crushed by a mountain, every inch of it as if it had been filled with sand and mud, extremely heavy.

The earthen yellow Dao fruit exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into countless forms that were deeply imprinted into the depths of his soul and throughout his body.

Instantly, Lin Changheng felt that his use of power had undergone a transformation.

Moreover, after closing his eyes and comprehending it, he discovered that with the blessing of the true meaning of the supernatural power, his strength was amplified by at least two times!
An increase of approximately two and a half times!
This is based on the current strength of a mid-stage second-tier body refinement cultivator.

But he knew full well that this was not the limit of the true meaning of the "Mountain-Carrying Divine Power," far from it; this number was merely...

The limits of his body!

As long as the body is constantly tempered, made more resilient, and strengthened, the power unleashed by the true meaning of the [Mountain-Carrying Divine Power] will be limitless!
Lin Changheng was absolutely certain of this.

"Continue to collect rare and precious materials for body refinement, and continuously strengthen your physique! After all, survival is the most important thing, and the stronger your physique, the greater your chances of living a long life!"

At this moment, Lin Changheng had a clear plan for the future.

……

A month later.

Mo Zhaoli made another trip to Cave No. 98 in Outer Lake.

They purchased some second-tier recovery and healing pills from Lin Changheng.

These elixirs and prescriptions were originally rare, but people kept coming to ask for them as a bonus.

Lin Changheng's collection is now incredibly impressive, with over twenty kinds of second-grade low-level pill formulas alone.

It encompasses all aspects and multiple attributes, providing almost complete coverage.

Lin Changheng also selected an excellent second-tier fire-type pill for his own use, called the "Flowing Fire Gathering Yuan Pill," which can assist in cultivation, improve one's cultivation level, and strengthen one's foundation.

Moreover, it is worth mentioning that
Now that Lin Changheng's status has risen, the difficulty of obtaining the elixir is even greater than before.

If it weren't for a friend's request, an introduction from an acquaintance, or the lure of profit or the intriguing formula, it would be extremely difficult to even see Lin Changheng, let alone obtain the elixir.

"What? Could it be that the extermination operation didn't go smoothly?"

Seeing that Mo Zhaoli was in a slightly poor condition, Lin Changheng took out several spare healing and recovery pills and handed them over, while expressing his concern.

"Indeed, this demonic sect has been lurking for a long time, and they even have two demonic cultivators at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, one of whom is close to the late-Foundation Establishment stage! We, seven early-Foundation Establishment cultivators, sneaked up to them, preparing for a surprise attack, but when the two appeared, we suffered a considerable loss."

Mo Zhaoli frowned slightly, also surprised.

"A sneak attack? Mid-Foundation Establishment stage?"

Lin Changheng was also surprised and quite approved of this sneak attack tactic. After all, they were irreconcilable enemies, so why bother with a fair and square encirclement? In a life-or-death struggle, any means necessary should be used!

But what surprised him even more was that, in a situation where even the most cowardly creatures dared not show their faces, there were still mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even two of them! It was quite unbelievable. Could it be that some external force was deliberately supporting them?
"good."

Mo Zhaoli nodded, "Fortunately, my injuries are minor, so it's not a big problem."

"Have any sect cultivators perished?"

Lin Changheng asked curiously.

"No, only two fellow disciples who were in the early stages of Foundation Establishment were targeted by two demonic cultivators who relentlessly attacked them, ultimately resulting in serious injuries. They are currently recuperating at their sect's residence within the Immortal City."

A look of lingering fear appeared on Mo Zhaoli's face. That demonic cultivator was truly insane. Although he was surrounded, his purpose was clear: he only attacked one person.

If she were the one being targeted, she probably wouldn't fare any better and would likely suffer serious injuries as well.

"I see. I don't know any of them, do I? Otherwise, I should have gone to offer my condolences."

Lin Changheng's eyes flickered slightly, but he said this.

"No." Mo Zhaoli shook his head.

no……

Lin Changheng sneered inwardly. It seemed that "Senior Brother Feng" was quite lucky. But then he subtly probed their next move.

Is the Purple Extreme Sect going to send more Foundation Establishment mid-stage or even late-stage cultivators to exterminate the demon?
"good."

Not involving any fundamental secrets, and out of trust in Lin Changheng, Mo Zhaoli did not hide anything and truthfully said, "But in order to prevent the demonic cultivators from escaping after a single attack, we will also take turns monitoring their movements..."

(End of this chapter)