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

Chapter 48 Undercurrent
"But... what will happen to my parents?"

The following day, in the Feiyunfang shantytown, the flickering candlelight cast a dim glow, reflecting Qingyuan's somewhat unpleasant expression in the jade-inlaid bronze mirror.

Beside him, Qingzheng controlled the puppet, his expression serious.

“Ling Leng, that scoundrel, stole my Demon Core and destroyed the formation. The Treasure Pavilion will surely discover the Demon Core, and it’s only a matter of time before our betrayal of the sect is exposed.”

"If we want to save our lives and find another opportunity to form our core, the only way now is to submit to the Yimu Sect."

Qingzheng frowned, the two brothers gritted their teeth in hatred at the mere mention of Ling Leng.

"Does Chang Hao have any clues about Ling Leng?"

“I have a fragment of his soul in my possession. Now that the soul has been destroyed, I’m afraid he has met with misfortune. Ling Leng is a vicious and cunning man. Using him to steal the pill was probably just a cover.”

Qingzheng shook his head gently, took several deep breaths, and his voice was full of exhaustion.

"The Water Margin Gang promised us that we wouldn't need to do anything ourselves. As long as we cooperated and shut down the protective array for three breaths, they would take care of the rest."

"Junior brother, this is our last chance."

"With just the Water Margin Gang? Do they really think my Qinghe Sect's Foundation Establishment stage is just for show? Even if the Yimu Sect annexes the Five Immortal Sects, will the Luoshen Pavilion tolerate them?"

Qingyuan looked suspicious. He tried to pour himself a cup of hot tea, but his hand trembled so much that the tea spilled all over the floor.

"What if the Yimu Sect has another powerful backer?"

"You mean"

Qingyuan's pupils dilated slightly, and his throat felt dry as he kept swallowing saliva.

The Yimu Sect is located near the border of the Qingyuan Domain, and is separated from the Qianyuan Domain, which is controlled by Longxiang Mountain, one of the Daoist sects, by only three boundary rivers. Although there are two other vassal sects that supervise and restrain each other, it is indeed one of the sects closest to the Longxiang Mountain area.

Longxiang Mountain excels in physical cultivation, emphasizing that the physical body is the vessel of the Dao, and qi and blood are the true elixir, using strength to overcome all laws.

Its core technique, the Mysterious Dragon Elephant Mountain-Suppressing Skill, when mastered to its highest level, can cultivate a body like that of a dragon and an elephant, making one impervious to all laws and capable of breaking through heaven and earth. It is known as the ultimate in power, granting boundless strength, which is exactly the opposite of the Luoshen Pavilion, making the two sects irreconcilable.

"The Yimu Sect wants to seek refuge with Longxiang Mountain?"

Qingyuan's lips trembled, but his eyes were filled with doubt.

Although Longxiang Mountain and Luoshen Pavilion have some grudges, they are both Taoist sects and need to work together to resist the Holy Sect. On the surface, their relationship is still acceptable. Why would they tear off their mask for a mere vassal sect?

"No. Longxiang Mountain has been at a disadvantage in its struggles with Luoshen Pavilion for many years. Where would it get such confidence?"

Qingzheng shook his head slightly, his smile turning bitter. He lowered his voice, his lips trembling slightly.

I suspect it's Bodhi-in Temple.

"Demon Cult?"

Qingyuan's voice immediately became shrill. Bodhi Academy controls the entire [Lihuang] region, which is adjacent to Kanhuang.

However, the Yimu Sect and Lihuang are at least two major regions apart. How did the two get involved?

"I don't know either, but the Demonic Sect has long been infiltrating Kanhuang. Wasn't the demonic cultivator who stole your Water Dragon Wood also from the Heavenly Demonic Sect? Only with the help of the Demonic Sect could the Yimu Sect have the confidence to betray the Luoshen Pavilion."

"Are we to ally with demonic cultivators?"

Qingyuan's eyes wavered, and the figure in the mirror paced back and forth.

"Junior brother, things have come to this point. Is what we've done any different from what the demonic cultivators are doing?"

Qingzheng clenched his fist so tightly it almost bled, and his voice became weak: "If it's for the sake of the path and life, everything can be abandoned. During this time, junior brother, spend more time with your family."

Chongxiaofang is a simple two-story building.

Qingyuan stared at the spiritual light on the bronze mirror slowly dissipating, unable to recover for a long time. "I just wanted to establish my foundation. How did I end up like this?"

Qingyuan was panting heavily. His reflection in the mirror showed him looking haggard and old. Despite his young age, he had already grown white hair at his temples.

He looked up, tears streaming down his face, the cries of an infant echoing in his ears. Overwhelmed with emotion, he felt as if he could end his own life right there.

"I have committed countless murders and there is no turning back. But is it really necessary to reach the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Nine spirit stones, fifteen spirit dust, five Qi Gathering Pills, and several other pills."

On the Jubao Pavilion trade route, Luo Fanchen confirmed that the formation had been completely destroyed and used the Soul Banner to put the ignorant mortals into a coma. After handling the aftermath, he finally had time to start inspecting the spoils of war.

The four cultivators who possessed Qinghe Sect disciples were all poor, with storage bags of the lowest grade and inferior quality. However, the spirit stones they managed to scrape together were enough to satisfy them. The only pity was Chang Hao's storage bag.

"If I had known he was this weak, I should have held back."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly. The Purple River Chariot Technique not only shattered Chang Hao's two magical artifacts, but also destroyed his storage bag.

After all, storage bags are low-level gadgets, their principle being nothing more than a miniaturized illusion that shrinks objects. Only more advanced storage rings contain spatial rules and can stably store items.

"Master Luo, all the fragments of the magical artifact are here."

"Fifteen pieces, not bad, should be enough to exchange for three spirit stones."

Luo Fanchen carefully put away the fragments that Mo Xue handed him. After counting all the miscellaneous items, he determined that their value was approximately fourteen spirit stones.

Killing and robbing is still the fastest way to earn spirit stones.
How many Bloodthirst Talismans would it take to earn back those fourteen spirit stones?

"Is there anything Mo Xue wants?"

With the spirit stone in hand, Luo Fanchen spoke with much more confidence, while Mo Xue hung her head, looking uninterested.

"Master Luo, let's leave it for Qiuyun."

Mo Xue pouted and grumbled, "She's going through a rebellious phase lately and needs a Soul Cleansing Crystal to calm her desires."

Luo Fanchen smiled and gently stroked Mo Xue's nose. The girl shook her head and moved away, crossing her arms over her chest. Her almond-shaped eyes gazed intently at Luo Ye's lower abdomen, as if she could glimpse the hidden beauty beneath his clothes.

In the past few days, she has tried to have a heart-to-heart talk with Qiuyun more than once.

This little girl always avoided her, only sneaking out to get close to Master Luo when she was asleep.

She was in complete control, but there was no joy in her victory. Qiu Yun's cautious demeanor only made her feel uneasy.

She's number one, she should be happy, it's so strange.
"Pfft, why isn't it just your rebellious phase? Alright, go and cultivate. Tomorrow, come with me to wipe out the bandits in the vicinity. Once the Jubaoge caravan returns, you can go back to Feiyunfang with them."

Luo Fanchen gently pinched Mo Xue's small face, and the latter's cheeks puffed out slightly. She glanced at his lower abdomen out of the corner of her eye, but did not move. She sat cross-legged and began to practice breathing exercises.

She's determined to outlast Qiu Yun; she refuses to believe that the little girl will never show up!

"These two little girls."

Luo Fanchen shook his head helplessly. He could vaguely sense that the two sisters seemed to have had a minor disagreement, but he couldn't figure out why.

However, they are all important sisters who rely on each other, and any slight misunderstandings will soon be resolved.

Once Qiu Yun has adjusted her mindset, she will naturally have an open and honest conversation with Mo Xue. After all, Qiu Yun is meticulous and sensible, and if he doesn't understand the whole picture, his rash intervention will only backfire.

"Now that things have come to this, let's practice first."

Luo Fanchen summoned the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses. He had gained a lot from this battle and it was time to summarize and improve.

(End of this chapter)