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

Chapter 63 The Power of Awakening of Insects, the Might of the Soul Tablet (A long chapter of 10,000 words, please don't skip this chapter!)

(This part of the story needs to be written in one go. Splitting it into chapters will make it easy to get stuck, and skipping chapters will be too much of a hassle. This part of the story will not be counted in the paid main text.)
"Qiuyun, extract his soul; don't waste it."

Luo Fanchen's expression darkened slightly as his mind raced. He was likely to use the Soul Devouring Technique in the upcoming battle, and having more cougars would mean more power.

Soon, under Qiu Yun's soul-snatching technique, Old Wang's soul slowly dissipated from the brain matter scattered all over the ground, and finally condensed into a human shape as he wailed and was taken into the soul banner.

"You piece of trash, I'll deal with you slowly later."

Luo Fanchen snorted lightly; of course, he wasn't cursing Qiu Yun.

Shou Rufeng and the others could only watch as Ling Wudao, still not satisfied with killing Old Man Wang, actually captured his soul and put it into the Soul Banner. They all fell silent, only Xiao Cui, whose eyes could not hide her joy and was almost in tears.

"Autumn Melody, is the illusion array ready?"

“Uncle Luo, there are still many souls inside the banner. I can prioritize supplying my soul power to the magnetic array.”

Qiu Yun, being a spirit, directly shielded herself from the Sparrow Yin and Non-Poison Souls, forcibly isolating herself from emotions related to [fear]. She quickly calmed down from her panic and carefully offered her advice.

"The Yinghuo Illusion Array is better suited for stealthy combat. In terms of defense, it is better to upgrade it to a mid-grade Tier 1 Magnetic Element Array. If a group of calamity cultivators arrives, fighting them head-on is the worst possible strategy."

"It would be better if I took the lead in operating the magnetic array, with Uncle Luo assisting and maintaining the array. This would minimize the risk."

"You're right, I was too impatient."

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips and sighed, forcibly calming his anxious heart.

Under intense sense of crisis, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he was filled with anxiety and unease. He was indeed not as calm and thoughtful as Qiu Yun.

The Tribulation Cultivators will swarm in, and having learned their lesson, they will surely be prepared with compass-like magical artifacts to counter the illusion array, forming a formation to surround and kill him. Even with the support of Yinghuo and Shiling, he is no match for dozens of Tribulation Cultivators.

Including the newly refined Tribulation Cultivator Soul.

The Soul Banner should also contain four wandering spirits, twelve vengeful ghosts, and fifty accomplices.

The soul power supplied to the magnetic array is enough to repair it more than ten times, and as the banner master, he only needs to pay one-tenth of his true essence to convert the soul power into spiritual power that the magnetic array can use.

feasible!

Luo Fanchen gave Qiu Yun an approving look, and the urgency in his heart eased slightly.

He casually opened Shou Rufeng's storage bag, swallowed most of the Meridian Opening Pills, tossed one to Yun Mo, and asked.

"What is the situation inside the ward? Have the entrances to the Steward's Ward and the Immortal Ward fallen? Approximately how many cultivators are robbing outside the ward?"

Yunmo silently swallowed pills and practiced breathing exercises. A series of questions overwhelmed Shou Rufeng, especially Ling Wudao's method of replenishing his true essence by swallowing the Meridian Opening Pill, which almost made him drop his jaw in astonishment.

Shou Rufeng thought to himself that he was indeed a legitimate demonic cultivator. Fortunately, he was a disciple of a sect and had seen some of the world, so he immediately replied.

"The area is rife with bandits; except for the Treasure Pavilion, it has completely fallen. The steward's office is locked in fierce fighting, and our sect's steward elders..."

Shou Rufeng's tone was hesitant and slightly embarrassed. After a long while, he stammered and continued to add: "The elders deserted in the face of battle, and all the entrances to the Immortal Market were lost. They are now controlled by a large number of Tribulation Cultivators. Within fifty miles outside the city, there are Tribulation Cultivators' spies everywhere."

"All lost?"

Luo Fanchen's tone suddenly rose, and his slightly relieved emotions became tense again.

His heart was pounding, but he knew he couldn't blame Qinghe Sect. Luo Qianqiu, that vixen, was an uncontrollable variable. Even if Qinghe Sect had known in advance, they would probably have decisively abandoned Feiyunfang and sought help from Luoshen Pavilion.

"The Qinghe Sect's reinforcements won't arrive until at least dawn. We have failed in our duty to protect the stronghold and have let you all down."

Shou Rufeng covered his face and sighed deeply, overwhelmed with shame.

"Senior Ling, Feiyunfang is finished. Our Qinghe Sect's support will not arrive until at least dawn."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened, and despair filled their hearts. Xiao Cui covered her face and began to sob. A Niu tried to reach out and hug the girl, but then stopped himself out of shame and embarrassment, standing there helplessly.

"Today's going to be tough."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, his gaze sweeping over the weak and listless crowd.

With Yunmo's comfort, Mo Xue's mind calmed down a bit, and she was trying her best to breathe in and restore her true energy, but her wrinkled little face still showed traces of fear.

Two-tenths, one-tenth, two-tenths.

Shou Rufeng, Yun Mo, and Mo Xue had exhausted their true energy and had no strength left to fight.

Xiao Cui, Granny Zhang, and the others were even worse, never having formed a fighting force.

"Uncle Luo, the magnetic array has been connected to the soul banner."

"Thank you for your hard work, Qiuyun. We owe you so much this time."

The light of the magnetic array changed from gold to a gloomy dark color. Luo Fanchen could sense that the array's spiritual power was slightly stronger, which made him quite gratified.

For the rest of the time, he closed his eyes and exhaled, hurriedly refining the power of the Meridian Opening Pill.

Seventy percent, eighty percent, until he recovered to ninety percent of his true essence, his eyes suddenly opened. He sensed more than ten powerful auras carrying true essence rapidly approaching his position from the street on the left.

Thirteen people

Luo Fanchen frowned, knowing that this was only the first batch.

Sure enough, a few breaths later, more than ten streaks of light, imbued with blood energy, rapidly approached from the end of the alley.

Luo Fanchen's face grew increasingly gloomy, and he could smell a strong stench of blood. The surrounding spiritual energy was thrown into chaos by the mixed true essence, and Shou Rufeng and the others turned pale and their legs were so weak that they could not stand up.

"There are still twelve left?"

After the twenty-eight people surrounded them, two more groups of cultivators arrived, bringing the total to forty before they finally stopped.

Luo Fanchen's lips trembled slightly as he looked at Qiu Yun, who was sitting in the central palace. The girl also sensed the undisguised malice of the Jie Xiu and forced a stiff, bitter smile at Uncle Luo.

"Qi Refining Level 5, Level 6"

Luo Fanchen's mind raced. He circulated his inner Qi through the Ren and Du meridians of the Yi Wood True Essence Stream, and simultaneously activated the Heavenly Star Burst, quickly sensing the cultivation level of the newcomer.

Most of them were at the early stage of Qi Refining, with fourteen others at the middle stage, and two of them having higher cultivation levels than him. Fortunately, there were no cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining.

After reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining, one enters the later stage, where one can open up the Qi Sea and has a much larger reserve of true essence than someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Outside the mansion, the cultivators gathered. The leader, a bald man at the sixth level of Body Tempering, had bulging muscles all over his body. He was skilled in using a meteor hammer, a mid-grade first-tier magic weapon, which was invincible. He was the fifth leader of the Water Margin Gang.

"Is this the mansion?"

"Yes, this is the master of this manor. He killed more than a dozen of our brothers. This fiend has a magical artifact of the divine soul type. He is cunning and sinister, and he has four ghosts helping him. Fifth Master, please be very careful."

The one who spoke up was Jie Xiu, who had escaped with his life. His face was covered with dried bloodstains, and his lips were pale, clearly indicating that he was still recovering from serious injuries.

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that such a slovenly place would have missed a fat sheep? This protective formation must be at least a mid-grade first-level one, right?"

The fifth leader licked his lips, and the centipede-like scraggly lesions on his head looked particularly eerie in the torchlight.

"Hehe, sir, this man also has a fairy from the Treasure Pavilion in his mansion, and his apprentice is a bit young, but quite beautiful. We must congratulate the Fifth Master today on gaining two wives."

"Hahaha, you sweet talker! If you break into the mansion, I won't take a single thing except for that divine soul artifact and the woman!"

The Fifth Master laughed heartily, and the other cultivators echoed his joy, eager to begin their attack immediately.

This mansion must be the residence of the scions of a powerful family. The resources inside are enough for them to divide up, and they can at least cultivate in peace for several years to come.

“This kind of mansion must have a hidden plan. Instruct the brothers outside the city to strengthen their vigilance and not let the big fish escape!”

"Men, when we charge into the formation, the body cultivators will lead the way, and the formation cultivators will guide the direction and suppress the illusion formation. Once we enter the manor, this fiend will surely die."

The Fifth Master had already devised a foolproof plan. He wasn't in a hurry to attack. He meticulously planned for everyone to take their positions according to the Seven Stars formation, sealing off all parts of the mansion. While having the formation masters search for the weak points of the formation, he continued to gather intelligence.

"At the fifth level of Qi Refining, his white-robed escape techniques are very fast, but his offensive capabilities are relatively weak."

The fifth leader murmured, his eyes slightly brightening, and said, "When the third leader entered the city, he encountered a rogue cultivator who survived a direct attack and fled quickly. This must be the person."

"Very well, today he will not be able to escape. Go find the Third Master and let him personally cut off this man's head to vent his anger."

After giving his orders, the Fifth Master saw that the array masters still hadn't found any flaws, and he angrily cursed them, kicking them aside and shouting.

“Fellow Daoist killed my gang members, and today we will surely pay for this in blood. However, you are also a member of a great clan, and we are unwilling to take your life.”

"Fellow Daoist, you only have 40% of your true essence left, right? If you surrender, we can guarantee that we will not harm your life. In the future, your clan may pay a ransom, and you may regain your freedom."

The fifth leader patiently guided his subordinates while simultaneously using hand gestures to signal them to launch a full-scale attack.

Inside the array, Luo Fanchen pressed his back against the door. Thanks to the magnetic array's perception, he could easily discern all the conversations between the Fifth Master and the others.

His face was grave, and his heart sank to the bottom.

As expected of a professional robber, he has gained experience in robbery and knows how to trap and kill his prey. I wonder if the escape route he set up will allow him to escape the Water Margin Gang's territory.

He pursed his lips and feigned shortness of breath, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please don't fight! I surrender, and I'll open the formation right away."

"Those who understand the times are heroes, and you are indeed a scion of a great family."

The fifth leader immediately waved his hand, ordering the cultivators to stop temporarily. This mid-grade array was worth a lot of spirit stones, and it would be a loss to destroy it.

He had over thirty Tribulation Cultivators under his command, and they did not suspect that Luo Fanchen had feigned surrender. This man had only forty percent of his true essence and was already at his limit.

Sure enough, the next moment, the great formation slowly opened a crack. Driven by greed, the cultivators rushed in with bloodshot eyes, only to be met with a pre-prepared Heavenly Star Explosion.

"what--"

Before the cultivators could even activate their true essence to protect themselves, they were blasted more than ten meters away by the giant waterfall, and the aftershocks knocked several of them off balance.

The fifth leader instinctively retreated, but by the time he tried to counterattack, the crack in the formation had already healed completely.

Looking at his men, he had lost two and seriously wounded two others.

"You cunning villain, I'm going to skin you alive!"

The Fifth Leader, caught up in his passion and losing face, immediately channeled his inner energy, his body surging like a furnace. His meteor hammer burst forth with crimson and golden light, leaving afterimages as it swirled. After charging for more than ten turns, he smashed it down on the great formation.

"boom--"

The Yuan Magnetic Array trembled violently. Luo Fanchen felt as if he had been hit on the back with a dull thud. Qiu Yun, who was sitting upright in the central palace, was also shaken, her soul trembling and coughing incessantly.

This single blow consumed the true essence of four ghouls.

"Hold on for another quarter of an hour."

Luo Fanchen gritted his teeth, and Qiu Yun's tightly furrowed brows made his anger rise.

"Not broken? It's just a mid-grade first-tier formation, how can it be so sturdy?"

Outside the formation, the Fifth Leader felt numbness in his tiger's mouth and his blood and qi were stagnant within him, which surprised him slightly.

He spat and rallied everyone to break the formation. Instantly, several magical artifacts appeared: water swords, fireballs, earth spikes, wooden hammers, and various spells condensed from true essence. Each time they came into contact with the formation, the dark barrier trembled violently.

The magnetic array was teetering on the brink of collapse. Luo Fanchen protected himself with his true essence, gritting his teeth and enduring it. He had already consumed 40% of his true essence.

Looking at Qiuyun again, her soul was like boiling water, her pretty face could no longer hide her pain, and on the soul banner twisted like a ghost's face, yin energy kept rising and evaporating, and one could vaguely hear the ghost's wail before it dissipated.

"Damn."

Luo Fanchen cursed inwardly, only managing to delay for half an hour.

The cougars have been completely exhausted, only five fierce ghosts remain, and two ghosts have also been consumed.

The attacks from the Jie Xiu were too dense, and they had already found the weak point of the Yuan Magnetic Array. The array seemed to be able to maintain itself, but in fact it had been broken about seven times. If Qiu Yun hadn't repaired it in time, it would have been broken through long ago.

"Hahaha, keep going! Even a first-tier high-grade formation can't withstand our combined attack!"

The fifth leader laughed wildly, certain that the formation wouldn't last even a quarter of an hour.

The cultivators bombarded the formation relentlessly, making it increasingly precarious.

The mansion seemed to have been turned upside down, with the inner side rooms already collapsed. Everyone trembled under the tyrannical power of the robber cultivator. Yunmo hugged Moxue tightly, his breath shivering and cold. Shourufeng's fat face also jiggled, his heart filled with bitterness.

Even a mighty tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves; even the mighty orthodox demonic sect, at the fifth level of Qi Refining, couldn't stop forty Tribulation Cultivators.

Besides, he was also burdened with this bunch of burdens.

"I need to go help!"

Seeing Qiu Yun's pained face, Mo Xue felt a surge of killing intent that overwhelmed her fear. She stood up shakily, gripped the scabbard tightly, but her hands trembled so much that she couldn't draw the sword no matter what she did.

Looking at Shou Rufeng and the others, they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

Mo Xue's almond-shaped eyes were filled with a thin mist, and large tears fell down her cheeks as she hated herself for being powerless to help.

She was about to become a disciple of Taoism, yet she lacked the courage to draw her sword in the face of a mere cultivator undergoing tribulation. How laughable!

"Damn it! Draw your sword! Draw your sword!"

Mo Xue was on the verge of collapse. A fierce battle raged within her between intense fear and murderous intent. However, the fear of insecurity prevented her from taking a single step. She choked back tears and collapsed to the ground, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Yunmo wanted to get closer to comfort Moxue, but his throat was dry and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

There was no time to offer comfort; everyone was filled with anxiety and lost their composure under the increasingly powerful attacks of the tribulation cultivators.

The shadow of death loomed over them, and fear had destroyed their will to resist.

"It hurts. It hurts so much!"

Blood dripped from Luo Fanchen's lips, and the sense of crisis in his heart almost devoured him. The rapidly draining true energy in his meridians made him increasingly agitated, and fear enveloped his entire body, causing even his fingers to tremble.

Escape. Escape. Escape.
Hold on, the autumn charm is still going strong.

Luo Fanchen bit his teeth until his lips tasted of blood and sweetness. He felt icy cold all over. When he looked at Qiu Yun, the girl's silver teeth were clenched tightly, but she could not hide her pain. She kept groaning in her throat, and the soul in the banner was in dire need of help.

If this continues, the Soul Banner will begin to refine the girl's soul.

"Qiuyun can't hold on any longer, she can't take it."

Luo Fanchen made a hand seal, forcibly taking the right to use the Soul Banner from Qiu Yun, and shifting most of the burden of maintaining the formation onto himself.

Instantly, her true essence drained away like water. Qiu Yun's painful face eased slightly, but she was too weak to care about Uncle Luo anymore. She slumped to the ground, panting heavily, and only managed to cast an apologetic and self-reproachful glance at him.

Her soul power was almost exhausted, and she could no longer help Uncle Luo for the time being.

Her soul must not be consumed at this moment, otherwise Uncle Luo will not be able to use the Soul Devouring Technique. If things are hopeless, Uncle Luo can devour her soul and perhaps escape with Sister Mo Xue.

60%, 50%, 40%
His true energy was rapidly depleted, and a strong sense of exhaustion filled Luo Fanchen's body, with every inch of his meridians groaning in agony.

"It's possible, it'll only take the time it takes to brew a cup of tea."

Luo Fanchen swallowed the Qi Condensation Pill from his storage bag in one gulp. In this critical moment, he didn't care about its value.

His internal energy began to recover again, but the consumption was not as great as the formation's repair. Soon, the dark light barrier became so thin that it was almost transparent. Luo Fanchen's back was against the iron door, and he had no strength left.

"Is this all? How boring."

In the air, Luo Qianqiu, her hair as white as snow, looked down at the sky, clutching a bloody head in her hand, her face showing a hint of regret.

With a flick of her finger, a pure essence condensed in her head and entered her fingertip, as if she were about to casually collect the essence within the mansion beneath her.

She came here to retrieve the essence of the Immortal Longevity Pill. Her first target was Luo Fanchen, but seeing that this ant was somewhat interesting, she let him live a little longer. However, it ended there, which was rather disappointing.

"With only 30% of his true essence remaining, he is certainly dead. However, his speed in refining pills is quite fast, so we can dissect him and study him."

Luo Qianqiu's eyes were indifferent. With a slight thought, he was about to freeze the space around the mansion, but he seemed to sense something and tilted his head slightly. A rare smile appeared on his lips: "As expected, he has a special physique. Interesting."

Inside the courtyard, Luo Fanchen maintained his strength for several more breaths, but only 30% of his true essence remained, and the array was now flickering.

Outside the formation, the Fifth Master swung his meteor hammer with gusto, deliberately holding back his attack. Once the opponent had reserved their true energy at the point of impact, he immediately shot an ice spike toward the center of the formation.

This is a mid-grade first-tier magic weapon, containing icy poison. Although it is a consumable item, its strength lies in its immense killing power.

The cold poison can freeze a cultivator's internal organs, block the flow of true essence, and severely damage a cultivator's main qi-circulating meridians.

"Wow--"

Luo Fanchen's nerves were already stretched to the limit, so he naturally couldn't dodge. The ice spike pierced through his abdomen and burst out of his body.

His internal organs were ice-cold, and the cold poison raged through his meridians. Luo Fanchen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His breath was filled with ice shards and blood foam. Looking at the magnetic array, he saw that several magical artifacts had broken through the barrier, revealing the ferocious and cruel smiles of the rogue cultivators outside.

Luo Fanchen tried his best to resist, but his true essence was almost depleted, with only 10% remaining, leaving him so weak that he couldn't even lift his hand.

Fortunately, enough time passed.

Qiu Yun successfully opened the door to life, but she herself was too weak to enter. Looking at Mo Xue, she tried to help her younger sister into the door, but she stumbled and moved slowly. Behind her was Shou Rufeng, who was emotionally distraught and wanted to take her place.

Unfortunately, the fat man was dragged to death by Yunmo, and Granny Zhang also grabbed A Niu, who was trying to fight for Xiao Cui's life.

"Damn it. I can't walk anymore."

Luo Fanchen coughed up blood incessantly, his internal organs felt icy cold, his skin was covered in frost crystals, and he experienced severe pain in his back and lower abdomen, along with a feeling as if thorns were pricking his back.

He knew in his heart that he had been locked onto by the Fifth Master's magical artifact.

Fortunately, the coldness in his internal organs is gradually dissipating, which should be due to the effects of his special constitution.

Luo Fanchen regained control of his body in a few breaths and was about to head to the Gate of Life when he saw the extremely weak Qiu Yun and the panicked and disoriented Mo Xue. Looking inward at his own severely injured body, he could not hide his bitterness.

Given his condition, even if he escaped through the Gate of Life and avoided disaster, how could he possibly survive the encirclement of the bandits outside the town?

Less than 30% of the population is showing signs of life.

He glanced at Yun Mo, who was sobbing with his face covered, and Shou Rufeng and the others, whose faces were ashen, and slowly opened his trembling palm.

"How long will it take for your sect leader to arrive?"

"Half an hour! The Pavilion Master sent a message saying that she will come to provide support together with Gao Chuan from the Luo Shen Pavilion."

Luoshen Pavilion

Luo Fanchen murmured to himself, looking around, he was already surrounded by enemies.

"Master Luo, I'm sorry, I'm so useless."

Mo Xue barely managed to help Qiu Yun through the exit, already exhausted. Her apologetic and bitter face showed her numbly apologizing to him.

"Mo Xue did a great job. It's okay, I'm here for you."

Luo Fanchen murmured, the curses and insults from the tribulation cultivators incessant in his ears, and more than ten magical artifacts pierced the magnetic element array to pieces.

Don't let me down, don't let me down...

Luo Fanchen took several deep breaths. His meridians and true essence were depleted, and his dantian was hot and restless. He had experienced similar symptoms when his true essence was replenished and overflowed from his dantian.

His gaze gradually shifted from panic to peace, and finally to unwavering resolve. He continued to breathe, his trembling hands gradually calmed down, and slowly clenched into fists.

He... is going to make one last desperate attempt.

"Protect Mo Xue, I have no time to worry about you."

Luo Fanchen's expression changed from gloomy to ferocious. He poured all his true essence into the soul banner and shouted, "Autumn Rhyme, Mars!"

"coming!"

Qiu Yun was originally weak and powerless, but she felt a surge of powerful true energy pouring into her soul all at once, impacting her relentlessly, as if it were about to burst her apart.

The dim soul banner suddenly shone brightly, emitting a dark green crystalline light. Qiu Yun's body surged with inexhaustible strength. Using the Noon Fire Technique to control Mars, a strong yin wind immediately arose, and a vast black mist instantly enveloped the mansion.

Outside the door, the Fifth Master's expression changed slightly. Under the cover of the Yin Wind of Mars, Luo Fanchen's aura had been lost. Having failed to lock on, he immediately ordered the array master to enter the mansion.

As soon as the array master entered the mansion, the compass artifact in his hand trembled. It quickly stopped and rushed towards the central palace of the mansion, restricting the illusion array while dissipating most of the yin wind. It looked like the illusion array was about to be broken.

"Hahaha, I made all the preparations in advance, your illusion array is useless!"

The fifth leader laughed loudly and immediately led the group of cultivators to surround and attack.

Seeing Luo Fanchen's figure appear, he knew that this fiend's true essence had been exhausted and he was doomed.

"roll--"

Luo Fanchen's Yi Wood True Essence circulated through his body, causing his dantian to burn intensely. His depleted true essence rapidly overflowed, and within a few breaths, the excess Yi Wood True Essence circulated around his body to protect him, becoming extremely powerful.

Ordinary low-grade magic weapons couldn't even break through the protective true essence. Luo Fanchen barely dodged the meteor hammer's blow by turning his head. He condensed the true essence of Yi wood in his hand and, without any skill, directly smashed the heads of the two tribulation cultivators and struck the fifth leader.

When the true energy and the magic weapon collided, Luo Fanchen staggered back several steps, his palms dripping with blood, while the Fifth Master only felt a tightness in his chest.

"Form ranks and surround this fiend to kill it. Let's avoid any more casualties."

The fifth leader's face was grave, astonished by the opponent's inexplicably overflowing true energy. Fortunately, they outnumbered him and, without the aid or protection of the illusion array, managed to surround and kill him.

"court death."

Luo Fanchen felt a surge of anger rising within him, his reason completely consumed, leaving him with almost nothing but the instinct to fight.

His true energy seemed inexhaustible, replenishing itself immediately after being depleted. Moreover, the true energy covering his body seemed to slowly heal his wounds and sustain his continued combat.

That's not enough. He was seriously injured earlier, and his offensive methods are unlikely to inflict fatal damage on the cultivator.

If trapped by the formation, one is like a turtle in a jar, destined to be defeated.

Capture the thief and the leader.

Luo Fanchen was panting heavily, his gaze fixed on the Fifth Master. He unleashed his Yi Wood True Essence as if it were free, and a thunderous aura was brewing in his eyes.

He leaped into battle with several people, but after they formed a formation, he inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position and suffered several wounds.

"Damn it, monster! Does this guy have an inexhaustible supply of true energy?"

During the process, three more cultivators lost their lives. The Fifth Master was slightly shaken. Including the true essence consumed by the enemy in a short period of time, it was enough to burst three Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivators.

At the same time, Jie Xiu, who was suppressing the illusion array beside him, also felt puzzled.

The compasses in their hands trembled violently, and the vegetation in the courtyard grew rapidly, quickly covering the entire courtyard like wildfire.

After a brief exchange, the entire mansion was somehow filled with this fellow's strange true essence, and the spiritual energy layout changed on its own.

"What's going on? My formation has failed?"

"The illusion array can't hold back anymore."

The array masters were shocked. Their compass needles trembled so violently they almost cracked, and the directions symbolizing the solar terms all reversed in unison, finally settling on "Awakening of Insects".

"The seasons of this mansion have been forcibly reversed."

A faint rumble of thunder could be heard in their ears. The array masters stared in disbelief, having never witnessed anything so astonishing.

For a Qi Refining cultivator to directly alter the solar terms and the positions of formations, even if it's limited to just his residence, is still incredibly alarming.

"Hiss-ha-"

With divine powers resonating and the mighty force of heaven and earth flowing into his body, Luo Fanchen's eyes were filled with swirling lightning, and his waist-length hair slowly rose until it stood up completely, making him look as fierce as a ghost.

As he breathed, it was as if clouds and rain were rising from his mouth.

The original protective True Essence of Wood had formed a liquid-like ball of light that enveloped his entire body, with lightning snakes writhing and coiling around its surface. His aura surged exponentially, and the terrifying pressure he exerted, even while standing still, sent chills down the spines of the scattered cultivators.

In an instant, all their formations dimmed and became ineffective.

The dark clouds of the Yinghuo Illusion Array once again enveloped the courtyard, and Luo Fanchen's figure slowly disappeared.

"This creature is strange, retreat! Quickly leave the mansion."

The Fifth Master's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst. He tried to leave, while Luo Fanchen moved through the dark mist, his liquid-like Yi Wood True Essence solidifying into a sword, with lightning crackling and swirling on its surface.

"die--"

Luo Fanchen moved with lightning speed, making him difficult to sense.

His injuries were almost completely healed, and his speed, cultivation level, explosiveness, strength, endurance, abundant true essence, and physical strength more than doubled.

He crushed all the rogue cultivators present, taking a head with a single strike.

Unable to form an array, the cultivator had no way to resist. Even his protective magic weapon lost its spiritual essence and became like scrap metal after being touched by the lightning arcs on the true essence sword. Both the cultivator and the magic weapon were blasted to pieces.

"Damn it. A monster!"

The fifth leader was panting heavily. He was only a few steps away from the door, but because he was trapped in the illusion array, he couldn't get out no matter what he did.

Thunderous roars echoed in his ears, and his men were beheaded before they even had time to cry out.

"He has no soul. He didn't even leave his soul behind."

The fifth leader was terrified, and all fighting spirit vanished. Wherever the lightning passed, the three souls and seven spirits were annihilated, and even reincarnation was a luxury.

"Run? Die!"

Enraged, Luo Fanchen quickly turned the battlefield into a bloodbath, with the Tribulation Cultivators suffering heavy casualties and almost being wiped out.

He moved with lightning speed, arriving behind the Fifth Master in an instant. His sword was aimed straight at the Fifth Master's heart. In his haste, the Fifth Master could only use a mid-grade first-tier magic weapon, the Meteor Hammer, to defend. Unexpectedly, after just one strike, most of the spiritual energy on the hammer dissipated.

The fifth leader was terrified, realizing that even if all five of him were combined, they wouldn't be a match for Luo Fanchen now.

"I, the third leader of the Water Margin Gang, will be here soon. You will suffer a terrible death!"

Before the Fifth Master could finish speaking, Luo Fanchen slapped his head, smashing it open, and then extracted his soul, throwing it into the Soul Banner.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Luo Fanchen was stunned for a moment. A casual slap could shatter the true essence of a body cultivator at the sixth level of Body Tempering and smash the other party's head.
His combat power at this moment is probably immeasurable. What kind of bullshit third leader could withstand his one move of the Placenta Cart Technique?
"Autumn Charm, protect the snowflakes."

"Okay, Uncle Luo, I'll do whatever you say."

Inside the mansion, Qiu Yun's lips trembled with fear. The rogue cultivators who had almost killed them had been slaughtered in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. When did Uncle Luo become so powerful?

"Supernatural power. It is supernatural power, the orthodox supernatural power technique of the Xuanmen!"

Yunmo's pretty face trembled with overwhelming joy, almost bursting into tears. Shou Rufeng was even more direct, holding A Niu and Xiao Cui, large tears streaming down his chubby face. The overwhelming joy of surviving the ordeal almost made them faint with happiness.

"Master Luo. Is this Master Luo?"

Mo Xue clenched her hands tightly at her chest, her almond-shaped eyes trembling, her gaze filled with the reflection of Luo Fanchen panting with his head tilted back.

The mutilated corpses and severed limbs, the flowing blood, the stench of blood everywhere, yet the tattered clothes and silhouette gave her an overwhelming sense of security.

Mo Xue cupped her cheeks in her hands, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She felt completely enveloped by the sense of security Luo Ye provided, as if she were about to get drunk.

An emotion far more intense than usual surged uncontrollably throughout her body, causing her skin to flush slightly.

"She really likes Luo Ye like this!"

Ling Moxue, the Mortal Demoness (Wielding my three-foot sword, I will slay all the immortals of the mortal world)

[Admiration Value: 3, Bind?]

Meanwhile, Luo Fanchen was so engrossed in his passion that he had no time to pay attention to the Record of the Demoness.

He looked up and exhaled, confirming that all the cultivators in the mansion were dead. Then he summoned the Soul Banner, poured a huge amount of true essence into it, and dyed the dark red banner body pure green. He then directly condensed the Purple River Chariot Technique without using his soul power.

"Placenta: Soul Demon".

A shimmering green light gathered in Luo Fanchen's hand, and countless strands of Yi Wood True Essence rose from the Soul Banner and converged into the shape of a baby cradle.

Soon, the so-called third leader arrived with more than twenty tribulation cultivators. The third leader himself had a cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the tribulation cultivators he brought were all elites, all between the fifth and sixth levels.

They lost contact with the Fifth Leader, which is why they brought their elite troops to encircle and annihilate him.

Before they even got close, the group sensed something was amiss. The eerie mansion before them was devoid of any sign of life, and blood was overflowing from the threshold, clearly indicating that his brothers had met with misfortune.

"I don't know who you are, my Water Margin Gang is blind to your greatness and has offended you."

"Go ask your brother underground."

Luo Fanchen's voice was icy cold as he pushed the Purple River Chariot Technique in his hands to its limit.

He poured in the true essence of ten people's Yi Wood, and with the added blessing of the Awakening of Insects supernatural power, he himself could not imagine the power of this move.

The Placenta Cart Technique arrived instantly, and the Third Leader, sensing the powerful true energy within, was momentarily terrified.

He turned and ran, leaving his subordinates standing there dumbfounded, exchanging bewildered glances. In an instant, the Ziheche technique, which struck first despite being behind, closed in on them, followed by a violent explosion. His figure vanished in the spiritual blast.

"what--"

Three nearby streets were nearly blown into the air by the explosion, and the 30-meter-long crater was left without a single trace of remains.

Only the third leader lay in the deep pit, covered in blood. Several fragments of magical artifacts were scattered around him. Half of his body was almost charred, and his arms and calves were still stained with dark green flames. He groaned in pain.

Luo Fanchen did not finish the job. The demon's seven souls had already been shattered by him, and it would die within half an hour.

Qiu Yun lowered her head, her pretty face shrinking as if in fear of the thunderous power emanating from Luo Fanchen.

"Master Luo, no more bandits dare to come to the shantytown."

Mo Xue then stood up and slowly approached Luo Fanchen. After timidly taking his hand, she realized that Luo Ye's palm was cold, so she simply pulled his hand and embraced him.

"We're safe, Master Luo."

"call--"

Luo Fanchen let out a long sigh, his long, flowing hair slowly falling down, but his body did not fall into a state of weakness.

"I scared Mo Xue."

Luo Fanchen's ferocious expression gradually softened, and he gently pulled the girl into his arms. Mo Xue buried her face tightly in his chest, while her two slender arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

"No, it's all thanks to Master Luo, thanks to you, Master Luo, you're so strong and powerful."

Mo Xue's voice choked with emotion, and Luo Fanchen, trapped in the illusion array, finally relaxed.

The explosion had already caught the attention of the Jie Xiu. Using the residual senses from his Jingzhe Divine Power, he noticed that the Jie Xiu were all avoiding the shantytown and were slowly retreating from Feiyunfang. Clearly, reinforcements from Qinghe Sect had arrived.

Looking up again, the first rays of dawn fell on Luo Fanchen's shoulder. The compass, stained with blood in the crack of the wall, slowly trembled as it pointed to the location of the Awakening of Insects, finally returning to its original position.

"How long have I been fighting with magic?"

"Master Luo won in the second half of the night, and Jie Xiu retreated."

"I won?"

Luo Fanchen seemed to have finally regained his senses, and he murmured in disbelief.

He single-handedly killed dozens of cultivators who had undergone tribulation and were in the late stage of Qi Refining.

What kind of magic pill did he take?

"So, they managed to hold out until Qinghe Sect sent reinforcements, right?"

Luo Fanchen turned around and gave a self-deprecating smile. Shou Rufeng and the others, who were sticking together for warmth, nodded repeatedly like chickens pecking at rice.

When Ling Wudao unleashed his power just now, it seemed as if the might of heaven was bestowed upon him. His ferocious aura was so overwhelming that no one dared to look directly at him. He slaughtered cultivators like dogs, and his true essence was inexhaustible, something never heard of before.

What kind of noble clan could raise such a terrifying monster?

Whether he's Master Luo or Master Ling, this person comes from either the Holy Sect or the Xuan Sect.

He truly escaped with his life.
"Indeed, I've had quite a show to watch."

Just as Luo Fanchen was feeling relieved, a clear and cold voice of praise rang in everyone's minds.

But then, high in the sky, a graceful fairy with flowing black hair and snow-white hair walked slowly down the clouds.

She wore a plain blue robe, her eyes were like phoenixes, her eyebrows were like clouds, and her slightly thin lips were moist and crystal clear. Unfortunately, her exquisite and flawless face showed no emotion, appearing silent and cold. She was the epitome of a stoic and aloof ice beauty.

As soon as she stepped into the mansion, time and spiritual energy seemed to stand still, and no one could breathe in any more spiritual energy.

The compass in the wall crack trembled violently, finally stopping at the Autumn Equinox, after which it lost all its spiritual energy and shattered into pieces.

Luo Qianqiu, the Rebellious Demoness (A Withered Tree Reborn, Only I Am Everlasting)

[Admiration Value: 0, Bind?]

Luo Fanchen's lips were dry, and he opened and closed them slightly.

His hair stood on end, and the Demoness Record popped up again before his eyes. This time, however, Luo Qianqiu's name was displayed in a malicious red.

"Why do you not kneel before my divine countenance?"

Luo Qianqiu's voice remained completely still, and all living beings except Luo Fanchen's knees buckled, and they knelt down in worship.

The plants in the courtyard all drooped their branches. Luo Fanchen was helpless. Even if he activated the Awakening of Insects a hundred times, he would still be no match for Luo Qianqiu. At the same time, he was also very curious as to why he, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, would be targeted by the other party.

"I don't know how I have offended you, senior?"

"It is human nature for the strong to bully the weak."

Luo Qianqiu remained calm and walked up to Luo Fanchen, then turned and said, "You took my things."

"I do not know what this is. I wish to return it to its rightful owner and repay the debt to my predecessor."

Luo Fanchen felt a renewed sense of crisis, but fortunately the other party did not make him kneel down, which meant there was a possibility of communication.

Luo Qianqiu remained silent, but with a flick of his finger, the three storage bags on Luo Fanchen's body and hidden in the mansion appeared before him in an instant, and then shattered in a moment, including the evil pill in the soul banner, which was also pulled close.

"Water Dragon Wood, Killing Pill, you ant ate my bait but did not exert any effort. How interesting."

Luo Qianqiu's gaze did not linger; instead, it focused on the brocade box containing Ling Leng's entrusted orphanage. With a slight thought, the array patterns on the brocade box began to glow with a mysterious light.

The brocade box then shattered into pieces, revealing the water dragon wood inside, as well as a clear, bright light formed by the convergence of countless array patterns.

"This belongs to me. You stole my essence. What is your punishment?"

Luo Fanchen cursed Ling Leng inwardly as a wicked devil.

Where did this scoundrel get the audacity to steal a Core Formation treasure?

He had already guessed the identity of the person; it must be the Supreme Elder of the Yimu Sect, the Drywood True Man in the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Such a high-level cultivator must have come for the Immortal Longevity Pill; this essence will likely cost him his life.

"I am willing to atone for my sins. If you take any of the treasures on me, senior, please do so. I only ask that this appeases the sin of offending you."

Luo Fanchen adopted an extremely humble attitude, but the more humble he did, the more famous Luo Qianqiu's name became on the Demoness Record.

"Your little girl?"

"It's so cute. I'll use it to make pills; it'll be a way for you to show your filial piety."

Luo Qianqiu's eyes were icy cold as he swept his gaze toward Ling Moxue. The girl's blood seemed to freeze, and she was unable to utter a sound.

Before reaching the Core Formation stage, even breathing was a luxury for everyone.

"She won't do, senior."

"Noisy."

Luo Qianqiu turned around, seemingly losing interest in Luo Fanchen.

Luo Fanchen was also immediately frozen in his true essence, his thoughts became sluggish, and he couldn't move even half a finger.

Fortunately, the burning sensation in his dantian quickly dispelled the icy chill in his body. However, he only regained the freedom of qi circulation in his Ren meridian for a moment before it was sealed again. In desperation, Luo Fanchen activated his Yi Wood True Essence.

The inconspicuous wooden sign that had been floating in the air suddenly burst forth with mysterious light and returned to Luo Fanchen's side.

"Om-"

Luo Qianqiu frowned slightly, trying to stop him, but found that he couldn't grasp him for the time being.

As the wooden plaque drew near, it rapidly erupted with a dark green light, instantly dispelling the sluggishness on Luo Fanchen's body. He gripped the plaque tightly, channeling his Yi Wood True Essence into it, his face contorted with rage as he prepared to crush it.

I said, she's not good enough!

He's really gone all out; everyone's coming to cause him trouble.

So what if it's a fake? As long as the wooden plaque can be activated, the sect behind the cultivation technique can be summoned.

If Luo Qianqiu doesn't give up, then we'll all die together!
"no?"

Luo Qianqiu covered her mouth and chuckled, a hint of apprehension flashing through her mind at the aura emanating from the wooden plaque. The next moment, the wooden plaque appeared in her hand.

She narrowed her eyes, carefully examining the intricate seal script on the wooden plaque. A playful smile appeared on her lips as she murmured silently, "Luo Fanchen."

Luo Fanchen was slightly stunned, not expecting the wooden plaque to be so easily taken away. When he came to his senses, the wooden plaque was back in his hand, as if it had all been an illusion.

"With the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, you can break through all laws. You are no ordinary person. You are more interesting than the Immortal Longevity Pill."

Luo Qianqiu nodded slightly and said calmly, "Put it away. I was just teasing you."

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. He looked at the Demoness Record again and, sure enough, Luo Qianqiu's name had changed from red to white, and then to green, symbolizing the value of admiration. Although it was still zero, the decimal point was no longer displayed.

If you humble yourself and admit defeat, they'll take advantage of you and threaten to kill you; a strong threat, on the other hand, will win you favor.

The demoness was indeed a demoness, unpredictable and capricious.

"Thank you for sparing my life, senior."

"With five spiritual roots, you possess a body capable of breaking all laws. Ah, there will be a time when I need you."

Luo Qianqiu's face remained calm, but a meaningful smile played on her lips. She lightly flicked her index finger, and three streaks of clear spiritual light, mixed with the spiritual light that had just come from the brocade box, suddenly surged into Luo Fanchen's chest, forming a dark mark.

"This item is useless to me. I'll leave the opportunity to you. Within the Yimu Sect, there are still legacies left by me. Go and find them yourself."

After saying this, Luo Qianqiu did not explain, and his figure disappeared into thin air, as if he had never existed.

Luo Fanchen felt a burning pain on his skin. Looking down, he saw a powerful, interwoven spiritual pattern on his chest, containing four immortal longevity essences.

"Rumor has it that the old master Kumu was nearing the end of his lifespan, but it seems he has successfully extended his life. This longevity pill is indeed of little use to her."

Luo Fanchen murmured, "Even if a cultivator has possessed another body, they can only take the Immortal Longevity Pill once in their lifetime."

He was about to comfort Mo Xue when he saw that everyone's eyes were blank, as if they were in a dream, and they had no memory of Luo Qianqiu at all.

"Lord Ling, the Pavilion Master has entered the workshop and will come to pay his respects in person shortly."

Yunmo bowed gratefully, his gaze lingering on the wooden tablet tightly held in Luo Fanchen's hand. The tablet was covered with intricate spiritual patterns, including the sun, moon, heaven, earth, and the five elements, clearly indicating that it was a unique soul tablet inherited from the Xuanzong sect.

Luo Fanchen was slightly stunned. Although he had not yet recovered his strength from the spiritual pressure, he quickly retrieved the wooden tablet and packed up the evil pill and water dragon wood, fearing that the Treasure Pavilion Master would notice something amiss.

(End of this chapter)