Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 43 The Placenta Cart Technique: Its First Signs of Excellence (Combined Chapter)

Three days later, in Yanyun City, at the county magistrate's residence.

Amidst the scorched earth and ruins, a cultivator dressed in a long robe adorned with clouds and water is holding a compass and performing the ritualistic steps.

He held a compass upright with a sheet of gold paper on it, inscribed with seal script written in his own blood. The pointer below trembled slightly and eventually pointed to the Four Mountains.

"What a despicable bandit from the Water Margin! They wiped out the entire Ling family, plotted against my Qinghe Sect's appointed county magistrate, and now they dare to bite back! How arrogant!"

With a gloomy voice, the cultivator, dressed in a blue robe with cloud and gold patterns, had a sullen face and a square face.

The wisps of water vapor swirling around its body symbolize its profound cultivation after opening its Qi Sea.

His name is Qingyuan, an inner disciple of the Qinghe Sect, the third-ranking figure among the stewards of Chongxiao Workshop. He belongs to the same lineage as Qingzheng and is a member of the disgraced faction who failed to comprehend the Dharma and establish their foundation. He spends his days running around for opportunities to establish his foundation.

"You have stolen my chance to establish my foundation and become an immortal. No matter where you run to, I will take your life."

Qingyuan snorted angrily, his hands clenched so tightly that the veins bulged.

He summoned his spirit boat and headed straight for the Four Mountains, determined to skin and rip the Water Margin gang of filth.

He betrayed his sect, watched helplessly as his fellow disciples were refined into longevity pills, and betrayed the beliefs of the first half of his life to obtain a Foundation Establishment opportunity, only to have it cleverly stolen by the filthy bastards of the Water Margin Gang.

After searching high and low, they finally found a clue to the second-in-command who stole the treasure. Unfortunately, after arriving in Yanyun City, this wicked clan, along with the county magistrate, was completely wiped out, and the Water Dragon Wood disappeared without a trace.

"A bandit is a bandit after all. He talks about brotherhood and righteousness, but he's just after the opportunity to establish his foundation. He kills and steals treasures."

Qingyuan chuckled, then realized he wasn't much better, and the smile on his lips vanished silently.

Following the compass, he soon arrived deep in the Four Mountains. The roads were muddy and overgrown with vegetation, seemingly uninhabited for a long time, but he keenly caught some clues.

"You can fool other peasants, but my top-grade array plate is not to be trifled with."

Qingyuan snorted softly, and the surrounding water vapor swirled around him, as if it were all being poured into the compass, revealing his strength at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The pointer vibrated rapidly, the compass emitted a hazy blue glow, and a huge amount of water vapor gushed out according to the Bagua directions, quickly enveloping the surroundings. Soon, the traces of a fight hidden in the soil became visible.

The battle was extremely intense, almost leveling the area, and the underground water veins still harbored traces of miasma.

"This fiend is extremely cautious."

Qingyuan frowned, unable to collect even a trace of blood energy or spiritual power.

After practicing for two hours, he reluctantly put away the compass, his heart sinking to the bottom. The opponent's handling of the battlefield was extremely professional, and despite his best efforts, he could not find any information that could be used for divination.

"No, this is an evil aura that's dissipating all around and can't be collected."

Qingyuan paced back and forth, his mind in turmoil, until he finally noticed the blind spot.

The spiritual energy here seems to have dissipated far too completely. This mountain range covers a vast area; there should be some remnants of spirits who died unjustly.

The spiritual energy here was once extracted in large quantities and consumed in a short period of time.
"Oops."

Qingyuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. A possibility came to mind. To verify his conjecture, he flew back and captured a family from the foot of the mountain. After returning to the original spot, he killed the father in front of everyone.

Blood gushed out like a spring, but Qingyuan ignored the shrill pleas and cries of the women and children, holding his breath and focusing intently on the compass.

"His soul dissipated so quickly."

Qingyuan's lips turned white, and his hands trembled like leaves, barely able to hold the array plate.

He killed the woman again, and his soul dissipated completely in a single breath. After a violent death, apart from the celestial soul, the rest of the soul should stay in the same place for seven days. Now, the soul had not yet left the body, but it had already disappeared without a trace.

Overbearing, ruthless, and the nemesis of all souls under heaven, the Soul Banner is the only low-level cultivator capable of such wondrous power.

"The Soul Banner of Entering the Rank?"

Qingyuan was drenched in sweat and had a strong urge to turn around and run away.

He's a demonic cultivator, a genuine demonic cultivator!
A strong sense of fear gripped Qingyuan's heart. The rumors about orthodox demonic cultivators were too shocking, and he instantly lost the courage to continue the pursuit. However, he was unwilling to give up the Water Dragon Wood. After weighing his options, he took the only remaining infant and returned to the foot of the mountain.

After leaving the Four Lines Mountain Range, he looked at the sobbing infant in his arms, clinging to a sliver of hope.

"Perhaps the Four Paths Mountains hold some demonic treasure? Why would a demonic cultivator come to such a remote place?"

Qingyuan's eyes flashed with a fierce light; he was about to slaughter the infant to test the speed at which the soul dissipated.

"Oh, Father. Father."

The baby murmured and sobbed as it reached out its little hand to grasp Qingyuan's fingers.

The gentle, moist touch lingered on his fingertips, and Qingyuan's murderous intent vanished, leaving him somewhat dazed.

His body trembled as he stared at his blood-stained palm, muttering in fear.

What did I just do?

"Eliminating the enemy?"

Four days later, at Feiyun Workshop, Qingzheng clutched the letter in his hand, the handwriting of his junior brother on it particularly eye-catching.

As Junior Brother Qingyuan said, when they were in the blessed land of the Yimu Sect, they were likely targeted by a legitimate demonic cultivator.

This demon, seeking a foundation-building opportunity, lingered in the mortal realm, annihilating the entire Ling family and disappearing without a trace after seizing the treasure. His junior brother warned him to be careful of the Demonic Core in a message.

My foundation-building opportunity has been stolen by this demon. Demonic cultivators are domineering and arrogant. I must also be extremely careful with my senior brother's Demon Core.

"Demonic cultivator?"

Qingzheng murmured, a chill creeping into his heart.

Despite their disdain for demonic cultivators, the tyranny of orthodox demonic cultivators actually looms over the hearts of almost all cultivators. Even powerful sects like the Daoist sects have to unite to barely withstand the onslaught of the Three Saints Sect.

Looking across the world, only the Xuanzong Sect, which controls the desolate region, can rival it.

Demonic cultivators act recklessly, seeking only to please themselves. Exterminating entire clans and families is commonplace for them, and they are extremely protective of their own. How could he dare to provoke them?

"Damn it! When did orthodox demonic cultivators stoop so low as to plunder Foundation Establishment opportunities?"

Qingzheng complained bitterly, while also keenly sensing that his junior brother's emotions seemed to be out of control, and there was a sense of collapse between the lines.

"How hateful. My junior brother is obsessed with Foundation Establishment. Now that the spiritual treasure has been stolen, how is he going to face this?"

Qingzheng was filled with rage, and his true energy raged, causing the pavilion to shake violently.

But what could he do? The orthodox demonic cultivators were renowned and he dared not provoke them in the slightest.

Not to mention him, even the entire Qinghe Sect wouldn't dare to easily kill a legitimate demonic cultivator.

"What if he's a vassal of the Demonic Sect? Though legitimate, he's merely a servant? No. Someone skilled in controlling the Soul Banner can't possibly be a servant."

Qingzheng murmured incessantly, pacing like the wind, having lost all sense of proportion.

The three major demonic sects have nearly a hundred vassals who consider themselves servants. They can also cultivate the methods of demonic treasure inheritance, but when they create demonic treasures, they must recognize a demonic sect prodigy as their master, and they only have the right to use the demonic treasures themselves.

According to my junior brother, the demonic cultivator who stole his Water Dragon Wood was highly skilled in soul control. Although his cultivation level was low, the yin energy he left behind lingered for a long time.

It must be the master of the magic treasure, not a servant.

"Fortunately, this demon should not dare to rashly invade the Jubaoge trade route. The Demon Pill is almost complete, and he has no time to retrieve it."

Qingzheng let out a long sigh, but a sense of foreboding lingered in his heart.

The illusion array he set up, centered on soul power, was of superior quality, but it was naturally restrained by the wondrous power of the Soul Banner.

Even a low-grade first-order soul banner can easily see through the illusion array.

"Once Chang Hao returns with the elixir, we'll use that girl as a human sacrifice to refine the evil elixir, and then I'll be able to establish my foundation."

Qingzheng sighed deeply, his heart filled with both anticipation and longing, yet also with a touch of confusion.

Is it really worth it to build a foundation?

"yawn!"

At the same time, inside the Yinghuo Illusion Array, Mo Xue sneezed for no apparent reason. She rubbed her slightly reddened nose and shrank her neck.

"Is your older sister feeling unwell?"

"I'm so sleepy, and I've been sneezing for no reason these past two days. Does Qiuyun know anything about this?"

Mo Xue narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, as if pointing something.

She pursed her lips, reached out and took Qiuyun's hand, pulling her younger sister to sit close beside her. Her brows furrowed slightly, her expression sharp as a sword.

"Autumn Charm".

"I'm here." "Every time you hide something from me, you secretly avoid me."

Mo Xue hummed softly, then reached out and gently pinched Qiu Yun's pretty face. The beauty mark on the latter's lip twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Can Qiuyun cure my poison?"

"This is to protect my older sister."

Qiuyun slowly shook her head, letting her older sister pinch her cheeks until they turned red. She gently wrapped her arms around her older sister's shoulders, her eyes full of apology.

While being sensitive, the elder sister was also extremely meticulous and understood her and Uncle Luo's style of doing things very well. It is estimated that she had already sensed something when Uncle Luo gave her the Breath Concealing Pill and the magic sword.

“I also want to protect Master Luo and Qiu Yun, you should be able to understand me.”

“I will protect Uncle Luo in place of my sister. If things are hopeless, my sister is our only hope.”

Qiu Yun refused to back down. She could feel her older sister's body trembling violently, but because of the incense, she had almost lost the strength to struggle.

"I'm the one protecting Master Luo! Qiu Yun, you're being unreasonable again. You promised you wouldn't disobey me."

"My sister isn't the only one who wants to protect Uncle Luo."

Qiu Yun's voice was gentle, but her watery eyes met Mo Xue's gaze without flinching. After a long while, Mo Xue gave in. She was so tired that her eyelids were drooping, and her heart was filled with panic, but she dared not fall asleep.

She was afraid. Afraid that when she woke up, she would never see Master Luo and Qiu Yun again.

If the battle is lost, given Qiu Yun's gentle yet strong nature, she will definitely self-destruct her soul to seek revenge and die alongside Master Luo.

"Please, Qiuyun, take me with you."

Mo Xue's voice became noticeably hurried; she was filled with fear and unease, and her eyes were already brimming with tears.

"I'm sorry, only my sister has the ability to avenge Uncle Luo. I want to have Uncle Luo all to myself."

"Exclusive? Master Luo is mine, you're not allowed to abandon me."

Mo Xue's almond-shaped eyes flashed with anger, then slowly closed again as she grew sleepy.

Qiu Yun silently watched as her older sister lost consciousness and slowly fell asleep. She then picked her up and carried her soul to the Gate of Life.

"We'll win, right? We'll win. I will win!"

At the same time, Luo Fanchen finished his practice and stood up. The true essence of Yi Wood in his body filled all his meridians. Although he did not feel any swelling or tightness, it was the limit of his state.

Six out of seven days have passed, and the magic of Mars has perfectly replicated the original illusion array.

He is likely to gain the upper hand, so the first move is especially important; he must weaken the opponent's condition as much as possible.

"Placenta Cart Technique"

Luo Fanchen's eyes gradually hardened; this was the strongest killing move he currently possessed.

"Autumn Charm".

"Uncle Luo, I'm here."

Qiu Yun arrived instantly upon summons. Her soul was stained crimson, clearly indicating that she had entered a berserk state and was ready to engage in combat at any moment.

"To assist me in my practice."

Luo Fanchen took a deep breath, his hands forming the Spirit Palace Seal, using himself as the central palace to guide the Soul Banner. Instantly, a yin wind howled, and dozens of ghostly wrathful spirits wailed and roared, the banner surface twisting like ghostly patterns, ferocious and terrifying.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the nasal cavity was filled with a heavy, pungent smell of blood. Luo Fanchen stepped out in the Four Directions Stance, and the Soul Banner behind him danced wildly. As he chanted incantations, his ten fingernails were twisted and peeled off by an invisible force, and a large amount of blood essence mixed with the fingernails overflowed.

The souls and essence of blood condensed in his hands into a dark red cradle of withered bones, upon which dozens of ghosts entangled and clung, seemingly trying to escape but to no avail.

"Autumn charm, help me conceal my aura."

As soon as the Purple River Chariot Technique was completed, Luo Fanchen continued to monitor the growth of the Yi Wood True Essence, causing it to increase in power. Five elements of blood patterns emerged from beneath his feet, and a crimson light illuminated the entire valley. Wherever the stench of evil energy passed, all the vegetation withered.

The force was too great to be a sneak attack, but fortunately Qiu Yun revealed herself and hugged Uncle Luo from behind, the two becoming one.

"Human face: Shapeshifting".

Luo Fanchen's figure instantly transformed into a giant rock, which was then concealed by the Yinghuo Illusion Array, making his aura almost nonexistent.

Uncle Luo is inside my body.

Qiu Yun murmured softly, her soul completely enveloping Uncle Luo. She could feel his rapid and cold breaths, his wildly beating heart, and the desperate madness hidden beneath his unbearable fear.

Uncle Luo suppressed his fear and prepared to fight to the death for them.

"Uncle Luo is already this strong!"

Qiu Yun gazed at the solidified, almost tangible, placenta technique. With the blessing of the Yi Wood True Essence, the cradle had been compressed and solidified at her fingertips into a tiny point of light the size of a fingernail, its power far surpassing that of her father.

Maintaining the Placenta Cart Technique consumes a great deal of true essence. Uncle Luo can not only maintain the technique, but also continuously refine it to make it more and more solid.

The cold wind carried a foul stench, and the wailing was ear-piercing, yet Qiu Yun's heart inexplicably calmed down.

My sister is right, Uncle Luo is very strong.

This time, Uncle Luo will definitely win too!

"Sect disciples, you're making a fuss over nothing. The illusion array is still working perfectly fine."

Half an hour later, underground at the Jubaoge trade route, Chang Hao used the Earth Path Escape Technique to slowly approach the Illusion Array Village. After confirming that it matched Qing Zheng's description, he relaxed his vigilance slightly, cursing inwardly for wasting a Concealing Breath Pill.

"I wonder what kind of treasure this Demon Pill is. Tsk tsk, a Foundation Establishment treasure. It's a pity that I'm bound by this guy and can't take it for myself."

Chang Hao cursed inwardly, but did not reveal his true form. He continued to slowly approach using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique that allows one to escape through the earth) until he entered the illusion array.

He had consumed a whole Concealing Breath Pill, thus concealing his aura and cultivation level. Even if someone had laid an ambush beforehand, they wouldn't have been able to detect him.

"coming!"

At the same time, Luo Fanchen's nose twitched slightly, and the Yinghuo Illusion Array keenly detected the change in terrain.

There was no spiritual energy whatsoever, and the changes were very subtle, most likely it was a wild beast that had strayed in or a normal fluctuation of the formation.

But his intuition prompted him to pinpoint the location, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately set off.

"Placenta: Soul Demon!"

Luo Fanchen was unaware of the cultivator's cultivation level, so he could only give it his all.

After releasing his spell, he immediately stuffed the remaining Meridian Opening Pills into his mouth, refining and replenishing his true essence. At the same time, he formed the Earth Dog Seal with his hands, preparing to use the Bone Devouring Technique to devour souls and enhance his combat power.

If the placenta can remove 20% of the opponent's condition, it is considered a success; even 10% is acceptable.

A cold wind blew, and the blood mist dyed the entire illusion array crimson. The cries of an infant rang in Chang Hao's ears, and he was slightly stunned, feeling as if the hairs on his body stood on end.

Looking up again, he saw the soil in front of him stained red with blood. The sinister and violent true energy made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The intense negative emotions almost overwhelmed his soul, making it difficult for him to even move his fingers.

"Damn it, an ambush? What kind of killing move is this?"

Chang Hao was filled with fear and knew he was no match for the opponent. He turned to run away, but then realized that the attack was an area-of-effect attack and had locked onto his location. Even if he had ten wings, he wouldn't be able to escape the center of the explosion.

"This Daoist has only been at the sixth level of Qi Refining for a few days? And he's already facing a life-threatening calamity!?"

The soil before him was soaked with flesh and blood, gradually crumbling and disintegrating. Chang Hao no longer hesitated, took out his most treasured possessions, several low-grade magic artifacts, mixed with a mid-grade magic artifact, and formed an earth-attribute spirit shield to protect himself.

At the same time, he took two Blood Explosion Pills in succession, affixed Blood Explosion Talismans, and fully circulated his true essence, cooperating with the Golden Wheel Magic Artifact to continuously condense three layers of true essence shield.

The magic artifact, the earth-elemental spirit shield, and the true essence shield combined with the golden wheel magic artifact should at least save half of my life, right?

"boom--"

The Placenta Cart Technique arrived in response, causing the earth's veins to tremble, all vegetation to die, and a deep pit more than ten meters deep to be corroded in the bottom layer. The mud and rocks inside were all decayed into blood-red embers. Chang Hao, who was at the center of the explosion, felt that the world was about to be destroyed.

He watched helplessly as his magical artifact was corroded and decayed like tattered trash, turning into ashes. His spiritual shield, which he regarded as a means of survival, shattered into pieces the instant it came into contact with the bloody light. His three layers of true essence were no different from thin paper.

Fortunately, the caster did not know his exact location, but used an area-of-effect attack to reduce much of the spell's power. Moreover, his life-saving measures barely managed to redirect the direction of the bloody light, preventing it from directly hitting his body.

"Ah, I surrender! I surrender, Daoist Master, spare my worthless life!"

Chang Hao wailed incessantly. Half of his body was covered in festering sores, bleeding profusely. Forty percent of his meridians were severed, and the remaining soul power within his body clung to him like a maggot, causing life to wither and true essence to dissipate wherever it went.

His arm and leg had disappeared without a trace, his face was covered in rotten flesh, and he lay supine in the pit, barely clinging to life.

His fighting spirit had long since crumbled, and seeing the sinister soul banner before him only made him want to cry.

If he had just revealed the Soul Banner earlier, he would have immediately knelt down and surrendered. Why did he have to take this divine attack head-on?

(End of this chapter)