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

Chapter 49 I Like Master Luo (First Update, thanks to Lord Kang for the silver reward~)

As night deepened, Luo Fanchen slowly finished his practice after the spirit stone in his palm turned into fragments, exhaling a long breath of turbid air.

As he had expected, the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique had an excellent nourishing effect on the lungs and internal organs. Moreover, although the previous Soul Devouring incident caused damage to several meridians, it also indirectly led to the connection between the soul power and the Yi Wood True Essence through the internal organs and meridians.

In this way, in just half a month, he opened up another main acupoint, and his true essence officially entered the Yangjiao acupoint.

Regarding auxiliary acupoints, the true essence of Yi wood still performs well, and the first auxiliary acupoint has been successfully established.

"Rapid progress... Could it lead to an unstable foundation?"

Luo Fanchen's face lit up with joy. In the past six months, he had broken through two realms in succession, and his rapid progress had surpassed that of ordinary high-grade spiritual roots. Even Daoist disciples were no more than this.

Is the Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique, which is the greatest contributor to this achievement, really just a secondary technique?

With this thought in mind, he summoned the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses.

Name: Luo Fanchen

【Shouyuan: 31/70】

[Spiritual Roots: Five Elements Spiritual Roots]

Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Level 5

[Technique: Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, Level 3 (40/300)]

[Spells: Proficient in Fire Incantation. Beginner in Great Sage Supreme Banner Technique (40/300)]

[Tier 1 Low-grade Talisman Maker (300/300); Requires crafting Tier 1 Mid-grade Talismans for breakthrough]

[Currently available enchantresses to bind: 1; Current accumulated admiration points: 150]

"Upgrading cultivation techniques is too inefficient. Let's use the remaining admiration points to improve banner techniques and enhance our combat skills."

Luo Fanchen murmured, "At present, four points of admiration are needed to convert into one point of Shaoyang Huamu Gong proficiency."

The banner method is much better, requiring only two points.

The magical artifacts required for the Soul Banner Ascension Ceremony are mostly ready. Only the proficiency level needs to be fully honed before the second ascension can take place. At that time, the Soul Banner will be able to integrate the eight spells and apply them to itself.

In other words, the Soul Banner can be transformed into various forms as desired by the user, empowered by the power of the soul.

He allocated fifty points of his proficiency to unorthodox techniques such as fire spells, and devoted the rest to the Soul Banner.

These techniques were already inferior, but now that his cultivation has greatly improved, he can easily circulate his Qi. In one breath, he has upgraded the Fire Curse Technique, Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell, and Smoke Cloud Escape Technique to the highest level of proficiency.

The true essence of Yi wood circulated continuously within the meridians until late at night, when the ascension finally ended.

[Techniques: Smoke and Cloud Escape (Mastery), Fire Curse (Mastery), Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell (Mastery)]

[Beginner's Guide to the Great Sage's Banner Ritual (90/300)]

Luo Fanchen stretched his body, his face beaming with joy, but his meridians felt slightly swollen and painful, and he felt mentally exhausted.

Although these techniques are not top-tier, once mastered and combined with the True Essence of Wood, they can still significantly enhance combat power. Now, when he encounters a demonic cultivator of the same level, he finally has the confidence to put up a fight.

Luo Fanchen was very satisfied with this, the only pity was that Mo Xue's admiration value remained at two.

The girl's admiration seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and he also had some doubts in his mind. His recent actions and strength seemed insufficient to give Mo Xue enough security, and the second to third point was the key to a qualitative change.

First, it could be a close friend; second, it could represent family or close relatives; and third, what could it be? It's so hard to guess!
Luo Fanchen sighed softly. After twenty years of arduous cultivation, he was naturally slow to understand interpersonal relationships and emotions, so he could only start with providing a sense of security.

We still need to focus on ourselves and improve our strength as soon as possible.

With his mind at ease, Luo Fanchen circulated his Qi dozens of times throughout the night. His meridian injuries were just beginning to heal and he was still exhausted, so he simply slept fully clothed and fell into a deep sleep.

Since the Soul Banner was introduced, he could confidently entrust the guard duties to Qiu Yun and rest more at ease.

Autumn Charm is very reliable.

"Swoosh. Slurp."

Half an hour later, outside the cave, the campfire crackled, and a ghostly shadow timidly stretched out from the ground, growing longer and longer under the heat until it covered Luo Fanchen's entire body.

A small head timidly peeked out from the ground, her pretty face slightly flushed, her watery eyes glistening with a thin mist, her timidity tinged with a hint of longing.

Qiu Yun bit her lip tightly, trying to suppress the increasingly hot and labored breathing in her throat, and slowly moved closer to Uncle Luo.

Unable to contain her ferocity, the evil spirit within her was extremely fierce, and she needed to expend a large amount of soul power to resist it. She desperately needed Uncle Luo's essence blood to stabilize her mind.

She looked around nervously, then slowly emerged from the ground and hovered in front of Uncle Luo. Her trembling hand slowly reached for his collar, but just as her fingertips were about to touch him, a fair and strong hand grabbed her firmly.

"There's a thief! Oh—it's Qiuyun~" "Sister?"

As if struck by lightning, Qiu Yun withdrew her delicate hand as if electrocuted, but she couldn't pull her fingers out no matter what she did.

She forgot that she could freely switch between physical and spiritual forms.

"Qiuyun, do you hate me?"

Mo Xue's eyebrows drooped, her lips pressed into a faint curve, and she said bitterly, "I don't want Qiu Yun to hate me."

"Shall we talk?"

"I"

Qiu Yunbai's neck throbbed incessantly, her peripheral vision lingering on Uncle Luo's neck as she frantically swallowed.

She forced a smile, looking both aggrieved and helpless, and said, "Does it have to be now?"

"Why does Qiuyun always avoid me?"

Mo Xue snorted softly, gripped Qiu Yun's wrist tightly, and domineeringly pulled her to her side, half-dragging and half-pulling her out of the cave, displaying the demeanor of an elder sister.

Qiu Yun's lips were too weak to open or close, her gaze lingering on the skin of Uncle Luo's neck, she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Ultimately, she lacked the courage to directly confront her elder sister.

"Does Qiuyun hate me?"

"how come."

Qiu Yun was in a state of utter confusion. A deep-seated hunger was slowly eroding her spirit, and her speech became incoherent. Before she could finish speaking, Mo Xue had already started talking to herself.

"But I don't want Qiuyun to hate me. I like Qiuyun very much, and I can't accept a life without Qiuyun."

Mo Xue forcefully pulled Qiu Yun down to sit, her brows and eyes meeting her younger sister's sharp gaze.

She is not good at expressing herself and is sensitive, but when it comes to things she truly cherishes, she can express her thoughts without reservation.

"Sister, how could I dislike you, it's just..."

"Is it because of Master Luo?"

Mo Xue's face was serious, while Qiu Yun's beautiful eyes darted away, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Who else could it be?
Uncle Luo was the only support for both Mo Xue and her, but she could not compare to Mo Xue.

In terms of cultivation aptitude, Sister Moxue has a superior spiritual root and excellent swordsmanship talent. She is destined to become a dragon among men who enter the Daoist sect. She also knew Uncle Luo earlier than I did. In fact, it is thanks to Sister Moxue that Uncle Luo was willing to accept me.

She was nothing more than a soul that had lost its physical body, helpless and alone, constantly struggling against the corrosive influence of evil thoughts.

She was terrified and panicked. Her intense inferiority complex was fueled by jealousy. Even though she tried her best to suppress it, thoughts of guilt would still constantly emerge from her mind along with evil thoughts.

Sister Moxue deserves to be favored, but why can't she?

"Hiss. Whoosh—"

Autumn's breath was hot and labored, her panting incessantly; a deep longing within her soul was eroding her will.

Suppressing the negative emotions deep within their consciousness, lacking the restraint of vital essence, it's as if they've found a loophole and are about to burst forth.

Mo Xue crossed her arms, a faint smile playing on her narrow eyelids.

Qiu Yun is meticulous, but too stubborn. She likes to keep everything to herself. After observing for a long time, she found that only when Qiu Yun sneaks into bed at night to replenish her essence does her mood fluctuate significantly.

Now, we can finally be completely honest with each other.

Please forgive me, Qiuyun. I won't make you feel bad next time.

Mo Xue silently apologized in her heart, watching her younger sister's pretty face, which was obviously furrowed with resentment, and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

"Mo Xue, what are your thoughts about Uncle Luo?"

"An idea? Hmm."

Mo Xue rubbed her chin with her knuckles, pondered for a moment, and then said seriously, "I like Master Luo."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yun's face froze slightly, and as she pressed her lips together, tender red teeth marks were left on her lips.

Is that so?
(End of this chapter)