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

Chapter 85 Lost and Found, the Girl's Transformation (4000-word chapter, please subscribe~)

"You...really came to express your gratitude?"

Li Miaoyun frowned slightly, her fox-like eyes filled with doubt. Years of open and covert struggles had left her unsure of the true intentions of the three branch pavilion masters.

Is he feigning weakness to lull her into a false sense of security, or is he genuinely yielding and cooperating?

"We have come here sincerely to express our gratitude. If it weren't for Lord Luo's intervention, our three traitorous disciples would probably have already died tragically at the hands of the demonic cultivators."

"The lord repaid evil with kindness, protected Yuan Chun and the other two, spared the three sects' flames, and even brought back beast meat for us to replenish our qi and blood."

Yuan Qing and the other two bowed again, their words earnest. Upon hearing this, Li Miaoyun pursed her lips slightly, and the lingering unease in her heart gradually dissipated.

These three people don't seem to have any intention of competing with her for favor?
Seeing that Li Miaoyun's pretty face was expressionless, Yuan Qing apologized again.

"We know that we have offended you deeply and dare not ask for your forgiveness. We only hope to show you our sincerity through our actions."

After speaking, Yuan Qing took out several spirit contracts from his storage ring and respectfully handed them to Li Miaoyun.

"These are the details of our cooperation with your organization over the next three years."

Li Miaoyun took it with suspicion. After glancing at it, her pretty face froze slightly. Her lips first showed confusion, then she couldn't help but smile with delight.

Above the Spirit Contract are the priority mining rights to three important resources: Yuan Qing's Spirit Field, Tu He's Spirit Mine, and Hai Yuan's Spirit Fish Lake.

In addition, Feiyunfang branch can borrow the trade routes from various places free of charge, and within the three branches, she will be given priority in supplying goods. At the same time, she will also be allocated a quarter of the spirit beast hunting team that she has been eyeing for a long time.

There were more than ten other minor reciprocal terms, so generous that Li Miaoyun hesitated to sign them.

"Are you serious?"

Li Miaoyun's voice was dry, but there were many resources inside that could solve her immediate problem.

Spirit fields, spirit mines, spirit fish lakes, and even the resources for hunting monsters are the core interests of the three branch pavilions. She had lowered herself many times before, but still couldn't get them.

If the cooperation within the Spirit Pact can be fully implemented, she will no longer have to worry about being forced back into the Li family.

Even if it's only for three years, that's enough. In three years, Mo Xue will have joined the Daoist sect. Even if they can't completely protect her, the situation will be much better than it is now. At least there will be a great chance for them to intervene.

"Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Qingyuan Domain branch with such generous terms?"

Li Miaoyun pursed her lips, and after speaking, she belatedly realized and said, "Is it Lord Luo? You are helping my pavilion because of Lord Luo?"

"To be honest, it is indeed related to Lord Luo."

The three of them exchanged glances, realizing there was no need to hide anything.

"That's it, that's it"

Li Miaoyun murmured softly, her tightly furrowed brows visibly relaxing as the pent-up emotions that had been weighing on her heart for the past few days were replaced by an overflowing warmth.

"The Pavilion Master is deeply blessed, with Lord Luo's protection. Once Lord Tianyun emerges from seclusion, there might still be a chance for the Li family to escape their predicament?"

"How to say?"

Li Miaoyun tilted her head in confusion, her delicate hands trembling slightly beneath her cloud-like sleeves.

"Three years from now, when Lord Tianyun emerges from seclusion, Lord Luo will personally discuss your matter with him."

"As a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, you hold a noble position. Although you have not yet gained power, Lord Tianyun will still give you some face. The matter of the Li family is hard to say, but he will certainly not make things difficult for you again."

"The master wants to speak with me personally."

Li Miaoyun's lips trembled slightly, her soft voice sounding rather dry.

Tianyun was the true disciple of the Incense Burning Sect whom the Li family had offended, and a top genius who successfully comprehended the profound chapter of the Incense Burning Sacred Scripture.

He was at the early stage of Core Formation, and at the seventh level of the Golden Core stage, he wielded immense power within the Burning Incense Sect.

The adults had not yet gained power, and the gap in cultivation and authority between them and the established Taoist disciples was enormous.

Lord Luo would have to take a considerable risk and do her a favor if he wanted to protect her.

"My lord, have you already realized your true identity?"

Li Miaoyun murmured silently, her pearly teeth gently biting her lips. She was flattered and overwhelmed by a surge of warmth, her fox-like eyes filled with a thin mist.

Indeed, to single-handedly eliminate more than twenty demonic cultivators despite being of a higher level, the master should have a clear understanding of his own strength long ago.

It's not surprising that they realized the identity of the cultivation technique and the soul tablet.

Importantly, even after realizing that he was a true member of the Xuanmen sect, the adult did not abandon her and was willing to do favors to protect her.

"I will be troubling the three of you for the next three years."

Li Miaoyun's gloomy face cleared up, and she felt as if a great weight had been lifted from her heart.

She placed her delicate hands on her lower abdomen, solemnly performed a curtsy to the three pavilion masters, and smiled as she invited them to sit down, then called for someone to serve fragrant tea.

The sense of crisis that had been weighing on her mind all day long has completely dissipated today.

With Lord Luo's protection, she no longer had to live in constant fear under the shadow of the Daoist master; she was completely safe.
On the other side, it was late at night, and a lone star hung high in the sky.

"Oh, Master Luo is itchy."

The girl's hot, moist breath sprayed onto Luo Fanchen's neck and chin, tickling him and filling his nostrils with the sweet, refreshing scent of gardenias.

Since returning to her residence, Mo Xue seems determined to make up for all the time she missed with her husband.

Aside from practicing swordsmanship and breathing exercises, she always wanted to be close to him. Even when she was falling asleep at night, she would hug her pillow and climb into his bed, half-coquettishly and half-forcefully.

[Master Luo promised to get into bed with me once every seven days! You already owe me twice!]

Mo Xue's coquettish pleading still echoed in his ears. Luo Fanchen sighed softly, finally unable to resist the girl's persistent nagging.

"I should be the one who's itchy."

Luo Fanchen smiled wryly. The girl's soft, delicate body clung to him like an octopus, her slender arms and legs intertwined around his joints, as if she wanted to melt her whole body into his embrace.

The young girl's skin was as smooth and white as cream, soft against the skin, fragrant, and had an excellent tactile feel.

His breath tickled his neck, making it hard for him to fall asleep; his whole body smelled of Mo Xue.

"Something's not right. Why is Mo Xue starting to look more and more like Qiu Yun?"

Luo Fanchen frowned slightly as he struggled to pull his arm out of the girl's chest, where it had been pressed against her and was now slightly numb.

He opened the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses again, his expression changed slightly, and a bead of sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

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

[Golden Fire Superior Spiritual Root, Current Admiration Value: 3]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Stage 3]

[Technique: Golden Wind Divine Technique (Superior Grade)]

[Physique: Innate Sword-like Talent]

[Divine Ability: First Awakening of Sword Intent (Slaughtering Sword Intent)]

"Something's not right, this admiration value is off."

Luo Fanchen murmured, completely ignoring the sword intent that Mo Xue was about to generate, and focused his gaze on the admiration value and Mo Xue's name.

First, although the admiration value is still three, it is very close to four, and the increase is far beyond what was expected. In addition, the color of the girl's name has also changed significantly, from the original colorless to a bright peach pink.

The color of a name can, to some extent, reflect attitudes towards that person.

For example, Luo Qianqiu's initial appearance was a fierce dark red, which later turned into a harmless light green, while Mo Xue's peach pink was really not right.

"No way? That shouldn't be the case."

Luo Fanchen swallowed silently, feeling the girl in his arms growing increasingly hot.

He instinctively wanted to create some distance, but Mo Xue, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, seemed to sense it. With a slight frown, she tightened her arms around Luo Ye, bringing them close together once again.

She murmured softly, her pretty face wrinkled as if she lacked security, "Master Luo, you can't favor one over the other."

Luo Fanchen's eyes widened slightly, his body stiffened, and after observing for a long while, he finally confirmed that Mo Xue was still asleep. "Is there a problem with my teaching methods?"

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips and pondered for a long time, finally letting out a long sigh.

That shouldn't be the case. Although Mo Xue is the older sister, her psychological development is much slower than Qiu Yun's. She may be confusing dependence with affection.
"It's admiration points."

Luo Fanchen realized this belatedly, and covered his face with a soft sigh.

No wonder it's so hard to break through the third level of admiration; the qualitative change lies here!
Looking back now, after the admiration level reached two, Mo Xue exhibited many signs of internal conflict.

For example, her aloof attitude and her sudden outbursts of temper without warning were initially just what he thought was a teenage girl going through a rebellious phase.

In retrospect, the girl was simply struggling with her feelings and trying to figure things out.

"Alas, twenty years of arduous cultivation have truly tormented me."

Looking back now, Luo Fanchen couldn't help but smile bitterly as he encouraged Mo Xue to stay true to herself.

Well, so this is the true self that Mo Xue found?
It's too late to say anything now. Mo Xue is stubborn; once she sets her mind on something, she will never give up. No matter how much he tries to persuade her, it's useless.

Mo Xue did not confuse dependence with affection; she distinguished them clearly and did not need his guidance.

"How should I respond?"

Luo Fanchen's brows furrowed with worry. In the past, he might have chosen to run away because of his inferiority complex.

Mo Xue's talent far surpasses his, and she will definitely join the Daoist sect in the future. He, a rogue cultivator from the countryside, can hardly reach her level and will only hold her back.

But now, he is confident that he can keep up with Mo Xue's pace.

He is no less capable than the disciples of the Daoist sect, and he will do his best to form his core in the future, striving to be accepted by the Xuanmen sect. At that time, he will have a status and strength that are commensurate with Mo Xue's.

Let nature take its course.

Luo Fanchen sighed softly. He and Mo Xue both needed time to accept the change in their way of getting along.

At the same time, improving their cultivation level is the most important thing for both of them at this stage.

As I finished thinking this, the first rays of dawn were breaking.

Luo Fanchen, however, was wide awake. He carefully parted Mo Xue's forearms and slender legs, and slowly got up to go to the side room.

Sitting cross-legged, Luo Fanchen greeted the first wisp of Lesser Yang energy and slowly closed his eyes to circulate the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique.

The lungs and internal organs absorb the vital energy of Shaoyang, and one can sit and observe oneself.

He has completed the sixth level of Qi Refining and cleansing his kidney essence. Currently, his Zhubin acupoint is nearing completion, and his meridians are overflowing with scorching Shaoyang Yuanqi.

First, it passes through the Ren and Du meridians, then through the Chong meridian, through the liver and gallbladder, and finally through the lungs and internal organs, where it is transformed by the spiritual seed, working in tandem with the true essence of Yi wood.

After just ten cycles of the Small Heavenly Circuit, the already loose Chongmen acupoint was opened naturally, and an auxiliary acupoint was also opened along with it.

Wow, that was fast!

Luo Fanchen exhaled slowly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He simply followed the breathing exercises step by step, without any intention of immediately opening up the acupoints. Unexpectedly, his body's true essence naturally overflowed, and the abundant Yi Wood true essence easily broke through the acupoints and poured into the Chongmen point.

His true essence became even more powerful, and if he wanted, he could even compress it into a semi-liquid state.

"In just over ten days, another acupoint can be broken through; progress is nothing compared to this."

Luo Fanchen swallowed a Qi Condensation Pill to consolidate his cultivation.

He entered the country in three months, which is longer than the previous twenty years. What kind of hardship did he endure before that?

"I cannot slack off. I started too late. Although my combat skills far surpass those of others of the same level, my cultivation level is still far inferior to that of true Daoist prodigies."

Luo Fanchen did not become arrogant. He quickly calmed his mind and continued his breathing exercises in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Deep down, he wanted to tell Ruoxue that she was the true prodigy of the Daoist sect, and the kind of person he aspired to be.

He was younger than him, but he was already in the late Foundation Establishment stage, while he had only just reached the threshold of the late Qi Refining stage. He had no reason to be proud.

"If I want to become a true master of the Xuanmen sect, I cannot be inferior to Ming Ruoxue, and I cannot slack off!"

Ming Ruoxue's stunning figure lingered in his mind, and Luo Fanchen's ambition continued to rise, greatly encouraging him.

Even after the dawn had faded, Luo Fanchen did not stop cultivating.

As if divinely inspired, he took out the materials and the soul banner, and using his soul power as a pen, he managed to connect several previously blocked points without Qiu Yun's help.

After more than twenty attempts, he finally completed the last stroke, and the 205-stroke spirit pattern took shape, with the spirit talisman radiating spiritual light.

The spirit is perfect, it doesn't look like a first production at all.

"Done?"

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

After making talismans twenty times in a row, he showed no signs of fatigue and seemed to have entered a state of tranquility and peace. He continued to inscribe the talisman to dispel miasma and succeeded in doing so after only three attempts.

Later, he also tried to practice sword techniques.

With mastery of the Three-Part Yuanqi Sword, the sword moves like a snake, alternating between feints and real attacks with flexibility and unpredictability.

The originally obscure and unstable sword energy took shape, and he quickly grasped its subtleties, able to condense sword energy and extend its form.

Am I really a genius?

Half an hour later, Luo Fanchen sheathed his sword, finally feeling a little tired.

He gently pinched his brow, fully entering the sword path realm where sword energy took shape, and his combat power increased significantly.

Most of it is attributed to the sword bone, and a small part to diligent accumulation. The peaceful state just now was merely the opportunity for a breakthrough.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Luo, you really were hiding your talents. You're actually a swordsmanship genius too, aren't you?"

Under the locust tree, Mo Xue clicked her tongue in disbelief.

She took light, graceful steps and slowly walked to Luo Fanchen's side, her eyebrows curving as she gently clapped her hands.

Just now, Master Luo was so engrossed in practicing his sword that she didn't disturb him. She silently observed the whole process and personally witnessed Master Luo condensing his sword energy. She was amazed and in a great mood.

The fact that Master Luo had become stronger excited her even more than her own improvement.

"In swordsmanship, I am far inferior to Mo Xue."

"Hmph. You big liar, Master Luo, didn't I just teach you the Three-Part Yuan Qi Sword technique by verbal instruction before you left?"

Mo Xue pouted, her arms crossed over her chest, looking rather defeated.

It took her more than ten days to barely comprehend and apply the spiritual essence of the jade slip.

Master Luo only received instruction from him and practiced his qi a few times, and the effect was far inferior to that of the jade slip, yet he was still able to comprehend it in a short period of time.

Moreover, Master Luo's mastery of the Three-Part Yuanqi Sword is in no way inferior to hers.

She actually lost to Master Luo in terms of swordsmanship comprehension.

"Master Luo, not only have you improved, but I've also become much stronger. Master Luo, would you like to give me a quick check?"

Mo Xue gripped the sword hilt with her delicate hand and winked playfully at Master Luo.

“Alright, I’ve just mastered sword energy too, so I’ll accompany Mo Xue to test my skills, which will also serve as a spot check.”

"Then you must go easy on me, Master Luo. My cultivation is far inferior to yours, and I can't withstand your thorough examination."

After speaking, Mo Xue lightly tapped the hilt of the sword with her fingertips, and the Li Huo Sword rose into flames and shot out into the air.

The girl lightly touched the ground with her toes, leaped forward, and wielded her sword like an arrow, aiming straight for Luo Fanchen's chest. Wherever she passed, the grass and trees spontaneously combusted, as if even spiritual energy was being sliced ​​apart.

"Three-part Yuan Qi Sword! Master Luo, be careful!"

(End of this chapter)