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

Chapter 58 Uncle Luo Takes Sides. (5th update, 3rd day of 10,000 words per day)
"How come I didn't know the Qinghe Sect was so powerful?"

At Chongxiaofang, He Chun was slightly dazed, staring at the scroll handed to him by his subordinate, at a loss for what to do.

The planned bandit strongholds were destroyed in just over a month, with more than 20 of them clearly the work of one person. Only the Qinghe Sect had the capability to do this, but wasn't this efficiency a bit too high?
"The formation has been broken. How are we supposed to explain this to the elders?"

He Chun's lips trembled as he quickly thought of the capable rogue cultivators nearby, eliminating them one by one. The only one with a strong suspicion, Ling Wudao, was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining and was a good-for-nothing.

He's been poisoned with soul-devouring poison and doesn't even realize it. A distinguished guest? He's nothing but trash.

"The newcomers did not destroy the bandit camp's illusion array; they merely wiped out the bandits."

"An ancestor's backup plan? Sigh, I knew it. The Qinghe Sect has long been plagued by problems, and power has long been held by useless members of the direct line. How could it be so efficient? Since it's not the Qinghe Sect, I'm relieved."

He Chun let out a long sigh, the cup in his hand still trembling slightly.

This illusion array was personally selected by the ancestor and is quite well concealed. Only when the elders of the Qinghe Sect personally intervene can they discover its secrets.

Now that the bandit den has been wiped out and the formation is intact, it must not be the work of the Qinghe Sect.

He Chun narrowed his snake-like eyes, crumpled the folding fan in his hand, and paced back and forth restlessly.

"Notify Qingzheng and Qingyuan to be on high alert and to take unified action at the end of the month, otherwise things may change."

He Chun examined the blueprints. The densely packed bandit dens had already surrounded the Feiyun and Chongxiao workshops. Each one was an illusion array, enough to delay Qinghe Sect's reinforcements until dawn. His goal was to seize one of the two immortal workshops.

Ling Leng is ultimately an unpredictable force; hopefully, he can successfully annex the Qinghe Sect this time.

As evening approached, Luo Fanchen had dinner with Mo Xue, rested briefly for half an hour, and then returned to his cultivation.

"Practice your sword techniques first. I will personally test Mo Xue tonight. If she fails, I will punish her slightly."

"Hmph! I've worked diligently and have long since solidified my cultivation. Master Luo, feel free to investigate me!"

Mo Xue pouted, and when she saw that Master Luo had only brought Qiu Yun back to the room, a hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

A bitter feeling welled up inside her; Luo Ye seemed to care about her a lot, so she should be happy.
"Uncle Luo doesn't care much about my sister either."

"Didn't you say you wanted to give her some time alone? Besides, how could I not care?"

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, and at the same time reached out to gently rub Qiu Yun's head. The girl's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and rub against him, her pretty face slightly flushed.

She certainly enjoyed spending time alone with Uncle Luo.

After spending a brief moment of intimacy with Qiu Yun, Luo Fanchen didn't waste any time and took out the cultivation method and talisman-refining jade slip he had obtained from Yun Mo.

There are two martial arts techniques, both of which are of medium quality: one is the Heavenly Star Explosion, and the other is the Cloud and Rain Sword.

Both are water-based offensive techniques. The former emphasizes compressing the body's water-based true essence, accumulating it in the dantian, and then releasing it through the Ren and Du meridians via the Shaoyang meridian, making it a wide-range attack technique.

The advantage is that its power is 30% stronger than ordinary spells, but the disadvantage is that it requires a long time to charge up.

The latter is instantaneous, but the true energy only passes through the Chong meridian, resulting in insufficient follow-up power. It abandons most of the killing power, and its power is only half of that of other spells of the same level.

"Both techniques are related to abundant true essence, but they are both biased towards the water element. The transformation of the true essence of the wood element results in a loss of at least 30%."

Luo Fanchen murmured, it seems that Fairy Yunmo's spiritual root is mainly water, so these two techniques in his hands can probably only be used as low-grade wonderful techniques.

Fortunately, it was far superior to the inferior fire spell. He quickly memorized the key points and formulas after a brief review. With the support of the powerful Yi Wood True Essence and Qiu Yun's soul power, he mastered both methods within an hour.

"go--"

Luo Fanchen formed the Kui Shui Seal with his hands, and his true essence emerged from his Chong Mai. The Yi Wood generates water, and a beam of azure water light shot out from his fingertips.

The water sword flashed by in an instant, as fast as a startled swan, but its power was indeed disappointing. Even with the support of the Yi Wood True Essence, it was only barely able to penetrate the stone wall.

"Its advantage lies in its speed. Once you're skilled, it can be done instantly, but at this stage, it requires about five breaths of breathing and chanting."

As for the Heavenly Star Explosion, Luo Fanchen didn't dare to try it inside the mansion. After simply circulating his qi to raise both techniques to the beginner level, he stopped practicing and waited for the situation in the vicinity to stabilize slightly before going outside the neighborhood to find Jie Xiu to practice with.

Although there are fighting and martial arts practice platforms in the workshop, the former involves life-or-death battles, which are too risky, and the latter involves puppets that are too expensive to afford.

"Water Blade Talisman, Dew Talisman."

Luo Fanchen's cultivation techniques showed some progress, and he took out two jade slips made of talismans to examine them closely.

Both are mid-grade first-tier talismans. The former can condense a water blade, whose power is comparable to a powerful strike from a Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator. It is a relatively inferior mid-grade talisman, but its advantage is that it can be cast instantly, catching people off guard.

The Dew Talisman is an upgraded version of the Rejuvenation Talisman, with the same effect, but for cultivators whose primary elemental root is water, the healing effect can be doubled. Both talismans have flaws, and their crafting methods are several times more complex than those of lower-grade talismans.

"A Water Blade Talisman is worth three spirit dusts, and a Sweet Dew Talisman is worth five spirit dusts."

Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue in amazement. The cost of a mid-grade talisman was only slightly higher than that of a low-grade one, but the profit was several times higher.

With this skill, I can barely support Mo Xue in the future.

"Qiuyun, you assist me."

Luo Fanchen closed his eyes for a moment, and after regaining his composure, he immediately devoted himself to drawing the talisman.

The soul banner serves as the brush, and the true essence of Yi wood as the ink. Low-grade talismans have only thirty-five strokes, while mid-grade talismans have one hundred and eight strokes, greatly increasing their complexity.

Failure, failure, failure
Perhaps because studying the technique had exhausted his energy, Luo Fanchen failed more than ten times before he could barely reach the level of eighty strokes.

"It's alright, Uncle Luo. You're already very capable. You should rest today. I'll accompany you in your cultivation anytime from now on."

Qiu Yun's voice was gentle. She lay down beside Luo Fanchen like a kitten, her chin resting on Luo's thigh, obedient and gentle.

"cough"

The touch between his legs was unexpectedly soft, and Luo Fanchen could even feel Qiu Yun's sweet breath, which made his legs stiff for a moment.

Qiu Yun asked the question knowingly, a hint of cunning flashing in her watery eyes.

"Now that Uncle Luo has finished his cultivation, shall I call my sister in?"

"go Go."

Luo Fanchen waved his hand guiltily, but saw Qiu Yun squinting her eyes, her chin resting comfortably on his knee. With a light wave of her hand, the door opened from the inside. Outside the door, Mo Xue was still lying on the threshold, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed to the extreme.

When did this girl start peeping?

Luo Fanchen was helpless. He had been focused on studying the cultivation technique and trusted Qiu Yun completely, so he naturally withdrew his senses and vigilance.

"Master Luo Luo"

Mo Xue stood frozen on the threshold, her almond-shaped eyes lowered, her flawless face flushed with powder, so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into a crack.

She didn't know why, but after finishing her sword practice, she couldn't calm down for a long time. When she came to her senses, she was already secretly lying in ambush outside Master Luo's door.

"It seems I came at the wrong time?"

Mo Xue pursed her lips tightly, her gaze lingering on Qiu Yun, who was lying prone at Luo Ye's knees, her voice bitter and tinged with grievance.

"You came just in time."

Luo Fanchen smiled gently. He patted the remaining free left leg, afraid that he might accidentally upset Mo Xue.

"cluck"

Qiu Yun covered her lips, her lips trembling slightly, revealing a cunning smile of triumph.

Luo Fanchen patted Qiu Yun's back with slight annoyance. The girl happened to turn her body to admire her older sister's aggrieved face, but unexpectedly, her buttocks were exposed and were slapped hard by the big hand with a crisp sound.

Gentle, delicate, and with a firm, plump feel, Qiu Yun's pretty face, which had been beaming with pride just moments before, was now visibly flushed.

Her buttocks were burning hot, a fiery, tingling sensation shooting straight to her head like an electric shock.

Her lips trembled, and she buried her face in the robe on Uncle Luo's thighs, sobbing and not daring to utter another word.

"Uncle Luo, you're taking sides."

"It's your own fault for being naughty, don't blame me."

Luo Fanchen sighed helplessly. Looking at Mo Xue again, he saw her sniffling, her eyes red-rimmed, and she seemed about to turn and run away.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xue's tiger teeth rubbed together slightly, and she rallied her spirits, running to Luo Fanchen's side with small steps. She forcibly took one of his left legs, rested her head on it, and gazed at Qiu Yun with a resentful look.

The latter was shy and dared not show her face for a moment, feeling as if her elder sister's gaze was burning wherever it passed.

(End of this chapter)