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

Chapter 96 The Wrath of the Awakening of Insects, A Fight to the Death (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe~)

"I have absolutely no connection with the Luo family."

Luo Fanchen bowed respectfully, veins throbbing on his deeply buried face. His eyes gradually turned cold as he calmly spoke.

"My Moxue will naturally follow Fairy Miaoyun in her cultivation, so there's no need for you to worry about her."

"What do you mean?"

The smile on Liu Xia's face gradually faded, and her outstretched slender legs froze in mid-air.

She tilted her head in confusion, stared at Luo Fanchen for a long time, and then seemed to realize that he really had such audacity. She was so angry that she laughed.

"Hehe, whether it matters or not is not up to you, a mere rogue cultivator, to decide."

Liu Xia slowly stepped onto the ground, and a misty fog gradually condensed in the attic.

The chilling spiritual pressure instantly enveloped every inch of Luo Fanchen's flesh and blood, like a giant boulder or mountain, pressing down on him until his bones creaked.

"No need for the fairy to trouble herself."

Luo Fanchen groaned, his Yi Wood True Essence roaring through his meridians, barely managing to resist the spiritual pressure floating in the air.

"I have come here on the orders of Fairy Ruoxue to receive the opportunity to ascend to the top of the Dharma Tower. I hope the fairy will grant my request."

"You're using her to pressure me? Fine, fine, so it's a predestined connection, huh?"

Liu Xia's eyes were gloomy, and her pretty face, devoid of expression, resembled a venomous snake spitting its tongue, as if she might suddenly attack at any moment.

Looking down from her high vantage point, a jade tablet appeared between her fingertips, containing exactly 120 points of immortal affinity. She then casually tossed the tablet to her feet and scoffed disdainfully, "What is this? Come and take it."

The spiritual pressure was chilling and terrifying.

A strong sense of fear enveloped his mind, and Luo Fanchen's vision blurred, as if he were facing an endless, boundless snowfield.

An ordinary person would have suffered a mental breakdown long ago. Luo Fanchen's dantian was burning hot, and the spiritual seed in his lungs was overflowing with a pale green luster. There seemed to be thunder brewing in his eyes.

The illusion before his eyes crumbled on its own, and the spiritual pressure that had been blocking his meridians also subsided by more than half.

His steps were slow and steady. Under Liu Xia's sinister gaze, he walked slowly to her, his true energy bursting forth in his palm, directly seizing the token. Throughout the entire process, his back was as straight as a pine tree, without showing the slightest fear.

"Tsk tsk, it actually managed to withstand my spiritual pressure. The True Essence Body lives up to its name."

Liu Xia smiled knowingly and clicked her tongue, saying, "He's a tough nut to crack, but unfortunately, no matter how tough the nut is, the Luo family can break it apart."

"Your True Essence Body is so powerful, you probably don't want the Luo family to know about it, do you?"

The words seemed casual, but were actually a threat.

Luo Fanchen's expression remained calm and composed, but a murderous intent surged within him.

However, given the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, they could only bide their time. Furthermore, Liu Xia seemed to be at odds with the Luo family, so it was highly likely that he was just venting his frustrations and that the Luo family was unlikely to actually benefit from his actions.

"Thank you for the opportunity, fairy. I will take my leave now."

Luo Fanchen's dislike for Liu Xia reached its peak, and he no longer wanted to have any contact with her.

This lowly maid is arrogant and domineering, and her actions disgust him. If he didn't have this True Essence Body today, he would probably be forced to kneel down by her spiritual power.

"Hehe, no rush. I've said I'd give you three chances. This is the second one."

Liu Xia chuckled, a hint of amusement in her gloomy, pretty face: "However, refusing me will naturally come at a price."

"Is the fairy going to disregard the rules of the Luoshen Pavilion and attack someone as insignificant as me?"

"That's not the case. I never violate the rules of our sect, and I would never stoop to lay a hand on a nobody like you."

Liu Xia lightly traced her fingertips on the jade table, her expression meaningful: "However, it's hard to say about others. Recently, the Heart Demon Temple has been in chaos, with treacherous cultivators in power. You need to be careful."

"Is the fairy threatening me?"

"It's just a reminder. I don't want outstanding talents to be harassed by demonic cultivators."

After Liu Xia finished speaking, she tapped the jade table lightly with her knuckles, and smiled sweetly at Luo Fanchen with her eyes crinkling: "In addition, Mo Xue's sword bone performance is outstanding, and the Tuo family has applied to the sect to designate her as a key person to pay attention to and cultivate."

"Within two days, someone from the Tuo family will come to take her to the secret place for special training and cultivation."

"Mo Xue doesn't need it."

Luo Fanchen stopped in his tracks, his fist clenching slightly inside his sleeve.

"This is a summons from the Luoshen Pavilion, an edict from the Luoshen Pavilion. I am merely informing you, and you have no right to refuse."

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Luo Fanchen felt a surge of murderous intent. Targeting him was one thing, but Liu Xia's designs on Mo Xue were simply a reckless act of provoking him.

"This is in accordance with the sect rules, and my junior sister has no reason to stop it."

"Oh, by the way, why don't you guess who the ruling family of this secret place is?"

Liu Xia covered her mouth and chuckled smugly. The Tuo family had long coveted Mo Xue. Regardless of whether Luo Fanchen submitted or not, they would forcibly take control of Mo Xue. With her innate swordsmanship, such a talent must be kept in their hands.

As for Luo Fanchen, he was merely an extra.

Mo Xue joined the Tuo family and became the eldest young master's sword attendant. She could directly enter the outer gate of the Luo Shen Pavilion. The rewards bestowed by the Tuo family could also help Luo Fanchen establish his foundation. She mediated between them and went to great lengths to make this a win-win situation.

Unfortunately, a rogue cultivator is just a rogue cultivator; his vision is narrow, and he is unlikely to achieve great things.

"Does the fairy know that even a rabbit will bite when cornered?"

"Fool, even without me, wouldn't the Tuo family have taken a liking to Mo Xue? Innate swordsmanship, tsk tsk."

Liu Xia's eyes were filled with mockery as she said sarcastically, "You were only of some use in the Yi Mu Secret Realm. If you had surrendered earlier, you could have gained some opportunities. If you had been too late, you would have been useless."

"Ah"

Luo Fanchen's murderous intent surged, his fists clenched so tightly they trembled, and he could barely contain the murderous rage surging within him.

He kicked the door open and rushed out, his steps hurried and his breath coming in short gasps.

Along the way, Kui Shan tried to provoke him, but was forced back by his cold and sharp gaze. When he stepped out of Feiyunfang, Li Miaoyun, who had been waiting there for a long time, immediately stepped forward. Seeing Luo Fanchen's gloomy face, she felt a little nervous.

“Return to Feiyunfang.”

After Luo Fanchen finished speaking, he hurriedly stepped into the carriage. Li Miaoyun followed closely behind. After the Thousand Cloud Horse had taken off, she spoke softly in a low voice.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"Mo Xue has been targeted by the Tuo family."

Luo Fanchen briefly recounted his conversation with Liu Xia, as well as the matter of Tuo Jiaqiang taking Mo Xue as his sword attendant.

"Ha, sword servant, what's the difference between you and a slave? You give up being a proud prodigy to become someone else's slave, and you call that a favor?"

Luo Fanchen laughed in anger, his five fingers clenched into a fist, his heart filled with murderous intent.

"With his innate talent for swordsmanship and the eldest son of the Tuo family acting in accordance with clan rules, he is likely determined to succeed."

Li Miaoyun frowned slightly, her heart sinking a little. The eldest son of the Tuo family was named Tuo Tian. He was the fourth-ranked inner disciple of the current generation, practicing the Xuanzhang Inheritance Method, the Red Dust Refining Heart Technique, and was in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Her status is noble, no less than that of Sister Ruoxue. If she can resonate with the Xuanzhang in the future, she will surely achieve the Golden Core.

If Mo Xue could become his personal sword attendant, it would be considered a great opportunity for her to climb the social ladder. Liu Xia must have paid a heavy price to get this opportunity, otherwise she wouldn't be so furious.

"They went straight into the outer gate of the Luoshen Pavilion. It seems the Tuo family values ​​Mo Xue very much."

"Ha, Mo Xue has joined the Daoist sect, yet she needs charity from others? Her sword bones are naturally gifted, yet she needs their appreciation?"

Luo Fanchen's fists clenched so tightly they trembled. Li Miaoyun pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, then reached out her soft hand and placed it on the back of his hand, gently comforting him.

"Sir, you could try asking Sister Ruoxue for help; perhaps there's still a chance to mediate?"

"If she has enough contribution points, she can be exempted from conscription. If Mo Xue is unwilling, the Tuo family cannot forcibly take her away."

"It can't be done."

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips, weighed his options, then frowned and shook his head.

The direct recruitment by Luoshen Pavilion requires an enormous amount of contribution points. Even if you complete all the Immortal Workshop missions in both sects' territories, it will still be a drop in the ocean. Of course, there are other ways to obtain contribution points.

For example, eliminating orthodox demonic cultivators, such as those from the Heart Demon Temple, would accumulate enough contribution points by killing about fifty of them.

Where would he find so many demonic cultivators to kill? Besides, time is also an issue; the Tuo family cares so much about Mo Xue, they'll take her away soon.

"These past few days, I have taken Mo Xue to the spirit ship for cultivation. Perhaps there will be a chance when Fairy Ruo Xue returns."

"It can only be the."

Luo Fanchen was troubled and it took him a long time to calm down, but the killing intent hidden in his heart was still hard to dispel.

Qingyuan Domain is Luoshen Pavilion's territory, and Liu Xia is not their main enemy. The gap between them is too great. They must be patient and patient.
At the same time, Tianxingfang.

Liu Xia expressionlessly finished the spiritual wine in her cup and casually said, "This person is arrogant, but I like tough guys. They are quite interesting to train. Let's give him some punishment as a price."

"Ha, refusing me will come at a price."

After Liu Xia finished speaking, she slowly got up and left, looking rather dejected. She casually remarked, "Tell Ma Fei that he can take action now."

After speaking, she boarded the spirit boat and returned to the Luoshen Pavilion to report for duty.

Two hours later, in the territory of Hou Tu Ge.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the shouts of battle were deafening. Dark demonic energy mixed with piercing chants drowned out the mournful wails.

The thousand horses neighed mournfully, their severed limbs and broken bodies littered the ground, and the incense-patterned banners symbolizing the Treasure Pavilion were tattered and soaked in the pits of blood.

In the rift valley, Chief Biao Yun was panting heavily as he escorted Yun Mo and the others on a desperate escape.

"Damn it, this is the territory of Hou Tu Ge, how could there be demonic cultivators from Xin Mo Temple here?"

Yun Biaotou's right arm was severed at the root, blood gushing out. Yun Mo was also exhausted of her true energy, her pretty face contorted in pain.

She clutched a spirit beast pouch tightly in her delicate hand. Inside was a first-grade high-quality spirit fish that she had specially bought for Lord Luo. It was a pity that she probably wouldn't have the chance to give it to him in person.

His colleagues had been killed by the demonic cultivators, and in a short while, Yun Biaotou had several more hideous wounds on his body.

The two were trapped in an illusion with nowhere to retreat until their elixirs ran out and their true essence was nearly exhausted. Yunmo's pretty face gradually turned to despair.

As numerous demonic cultivators approached with wicked smiles, Yun Mo trembled all over, tears welling in her beautiful eyes, as she contemplated self-destructing her meridians.

"Ah, whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

"No, there's an ambush!"

A flash of cold light appeared, and dozens of poison needles mixed with ice spikes flew swiftly towards the dozen or so demonic cultivators. At the same time, the Flying Snow Formation belonging to the four sects was deployed in time, covering the Blood Mist Formation of the Heart Demon Temple cultivators.

Han Chong and Ma Fei, like tigers among sheep, unleashed their full power. Their superior techniques formed sharp ice spikes and chilling bone thorns, and with the aid of the formation, they quickly wiped out the cultivators of the Heart Demon Temple.

"They are cultivators from four different sects! We are saved!"

Yun Biaotou's solemn expression relaxed slightly, and a strong hope burst forth in his eyes.

Despite his severe injuries, he was about to step forward to express his gratitude when Ma Fei smiled and nodded, casually waving his hand. The former's eyes glazed over for a moment, and then his head was severed at the root, rolling down to Yun Mo's feet.

"The head镖师?"

Yun Mo was slightly taken aback. Before he could recover, Ma Fei pressed his finger against his brow, and his true energy surged in, instantly obstructing his meridians and subduing him.

“Innocent people should not be killed indiscriminately. The master only said that he wanted Yunmo.”

Han Chong frowned slightly, his face showing reluctance. Ma Fei sneered and said mockingly, "So many people have been killed, what, you still want to keep the prisoners alive?"

Han Chong fell silent upon hearing this, his fists clenched so tightly they trembled slightly, showing utter contempt.

"Alright, dump him in the nearby shantytown, torture him a bit before sending him back. That'll teach this kid a lesson."

"Don't forget the taboos of adults."

Feeling annoyed, Han Chong spoke up to remind Ma Fei, who belatedly realized what he was doing, broke out in a cold sweat, and expressed his gratitude.

"Thanks for reminding me, otherwise I would have really crossed the adults' red line and I would have been in big trouble."

Ma Fei sighed, abandoning his plan to humiliate himself, and reluctantly decided to take matters into his own hands and deal with the situation.

Lady Liu Xia was not born arrogant and domineering. On the contrary, she was kind and gentle in the past, until she failed to advance to the inner sect several times and was sent to the border support mission that should have been completed by Ming Ruoxue.

At that time, demonic cultivators were rampant. Lady Liu Xia personally went to the border to supervise the battle. She fought to the death for her vassals and low-level cultivators, gritting her teeth to hold out until the Luoshen Pavilion provided second support. However, she was betrayed by rogue cultivators and fell into the hands of demonic cultivators.

I heard that when the second batch of reinforcements arrived, the Master was almost unrecognizable as human when he rescued the adult from the demonic cultivators.

After that, the adults' temperament changed drastically. They regarded rogue cultivators and lower-level cultivators as straws and ants. They felt inferior and annoyed, and were afraid all day long. Only by occupying a high position and keeping a thick barrier between themselves and the lower-level people could they maintain their composure.

At the same time, they are extremely concerned about their reputation, becoming increasingly narrow-minded and possessing an extremely strong desire for control.

"The lady is good in every way, except that her methods are a bit cruel. But it's understandable. She has worked hard and paid a heavy price for your cultivation method. You shouldn't hold a grudge against her."

"I know."

Ma Fei sighed softly, while Han Chong pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Liu Xia cherishes the people she has chosen and is generous with her rewards. She genuinely cares about her subordinates, but some of her favors are too domineering.

The four sects and these geniuses have benefited a lot. For example, Han Chong's cultivation method was obtained by Liu Xia from the Tuo family, and his spiritual plant cultivation technique was personally taught by Lady Xia.

"Then I'll take care of it."

Ma Fei pulled out dozens of small knives of various sizes from his pocket, a cruel glint in his eyes.

Lady Xia had been humiliated by demonic cultivators and could not bear to see other female cultivators suffer the same humiliation, even if they were enemies.

"Hehe, I'm best at torturing souls, but when someone's half-dead, what does chastity matter? Lady Xia has some perverse tastes."

"Leave someone alive; a dead body is no deterrent."

Han Chong stood with his back to him, feeling contempt.

Ma Fei chuckled evilly, "You're right, I won't take her life, but I'll definitely make her spill everything from her past life."

Two hours later, Ma Fei wiped the blades expressionlessly, his brows furrowed slightly: "He really is a stubborn one, even more stubborn than a demonic cultivator. It's been a long time since I've encountered a tough nut to crack that can withstand the soul-splitting technique."

"Forget it, we'll die if we keep messing around. Let's erase our memories and send them back."

Han Chong covered his face and sighed. Yun Mo had already fainted, but his face and clothes were clean and tidy. He fed him a Cleansing Heart Pill and turned to leave, feeling an ominous premonition.

Feiyunfang, Li Miaoyun's residence.

"Ling Moxue, is it? We are stewards of the Luoshen Pavilion. We have summoned you to cultivate in the secret place. This is a heaven-sent opportunity. Quickly leave with us."

The protective array glowed with a hazy light. Mo Xue stood with her sword in hand, her pretty face tense as she confronted the five stewards dressed in ice crystal snow lotus robes.

All five were at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and were official stewards of the Luoshen Pavilion. Holding the imperial edict, they had serious expressions and looked down with disdain. The scattered cultivators looked at them from afar, all trembling with fear under the spiritual pressure of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"I'm not going. Who are you?"

"Deacon of the Luoshen Pavilion, this is a summons."

The five deacons displayed the summons in accordance with procedure, indicating that their behavior was in accordance with the clan rules, so even if Ming Ruoxue returned, there would be no fault in it.

"I want to see Master Luo."

"Master Luo? Heh, what are you talking about, just some Tom, Dick, or Dog? In this Qingyuan Domain, my Luo Shen Pavilion is the greatest, and the decrees of my Luo Shen Pavilion are ironclad rules!"

The leading Foundation Establishment cultivator easily destroyed the restrictions on the mansion before him with his spiritual pressure, and snorted, "What, you dare to defy the orders of my Luo Shen Pavilion?"

Ling Moxue's sword intent condensed, and her killing intent surged, but it was suppressed in an instant by the pressure of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Her back arched uncontrollably, her lips were clenched, and while she was filled with fear and unease, she stubbornly resisted to the very end.

Seeing this, several Foundation Establishment cultivators snorted and were about to enter the mansion to capture him directly. Ling Moxue glanced back at the soul banner inside the mansion, her pupils slightly contracting. She immediately stepped out of the mansion and gritted her teeth, saying, "I am willing to obey the summons, but... may I leave a message?"

"No, this secret place is a blessed land of my Tuo family. It must not be revealed in the slightest. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. You should cherish it."

After speaking, the leader of the Foundation Establishment cultivators threw out a golden rope, which bound Mo Xue's wrists tightly. Then, he led her away into the air. Mo Xue's eyes were red and swollen. She gritted her teeth and looked back at the Soul Banner that was about to appear. She shook her head gently.

Inside the Soul Banner, Qiu Yun's anger surged, and she could barely control her rampaging murderous intent.

Unfortunately, the opponent had five Foundation Establishment cultivators. If she showed herself, she would only get herself killed. She could only grit her teeth and endure it.

"Master Luo will find me."

Mo Xue was both angry and terrified, and the only person she could think of was Master Luo.

But even with five Foundation Establishment cultivators, she couldn't leave any clues. How could Master Luo find that so-called secret place?

She hated it so much! And she was so scared.

It was late at night when Luo Fanchen returned to Feiyunfang two days later.

He and Li Miaoyun returned together. Halfway there, the latter frowned, as if she had encountered something important. After apologizing, she hurriedly left.

Luo Fanchen returned alone, and along the way, many sect disciples he had met before came forward to congratulate him with cupped hands: "Congratulations, fellow Daoist. Mo Xue has obtained this opportunity today and will surely join the Daoist sect. In the future, fellow Daoist will also rise in rank."

"The Luoshen Pavilion issued an edict, and the Tuo family came in person. What a blessing!"

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. He took out a twisted blood pact from his storage bag, the part symbolizing Mo Xue on it having lost its luster.

He crumpled the blood pact into a piece of waste paper, ignored the conversations along the way, and quickly returned to his residence.

Sure enough, even before getting close, the mansion gate and protective formation were in complete disarray. In addition, there was a storage bag on the ground containing sixty spirit stones, seemingly as compensation for the damage to the mansion and formation.

His heart was stirred. He slowly entered the mansion and softly called out, "Mo Xue."

There was no response, and Mo Xue's presence could not be detected.

"Hoo—the Camel Family. The Camel Family."

Luo Fanchen was panting heavily. He barely managed to calm himself and tried to find clues.

Mo Xue is very clever; she must have left traces and clues.

"Uncle Luo, my sister was forcibly taken away by the people from the Luo Shen Pavilion. I... failed to protect her."

A chilling wind swept across the face, and the Illusionary Array of Fireflies was unleashed, enveloping the entire mansion. It appeared to be no different from any ordinary protective array.

Qiu Yun's spirit manifested, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, her pretty face timidly throwing herself into his arms, sobbing and whimpering incessantly.

"They have five Foundation Establishment cultivators; I dare not make a move."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Luo, I'm so sorry," Qiu Yun said guiltily, sobbing uncontrollably. Her soul was in turmoil, like boiling water, and she was completely out of control.

She couldn't think of a way to counter five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"It's not Qiuyun's fault. It's already very good that you were able to endure it. It was my carelessness."

Luo Fanchen gently stroked Qiu Yun's beautiful back, comforting her while forcibly controlling his anger, which was already on the verge of its limit, and said slowly, "Did Mo Xue leave any clues? Those five Foundation Establishment cultivators should have been sent by the Tuo family."

Qiu Yun shook her head gently, choking back tears, and said, "Sister Mo Xue had no choice but to compromise in order to protect me. She didn't have the time or opportunity to leave any clues."

"They only said that they would take Sister Moxue to the Tuo family's secret place for cultivation."

"Okay, I see."

Luo Fanchen took a deep breath, comforted Qiu Yun for a moment, fed her two Soul Cleansing Crystals, took the Soul Banner, and strode towards the Treasure Pavilion.

He couldn't bring Mo Xue back on his own; he needed support.

If all else fails, he will have no choice but to submit to Liu Xia in the hope of gaining Mo Xue's position and then making further plans.

The Tuo family values ​​Mo Xue, and will at least ensure her safety, while providing her with a cultivation environment and resources far exceeding her current level, as well as time.

"woo woo woo woo."

As Luo Fanchen stepped onto the street where Jubaoge was located, he heard faint sobs. He was slightly taken aback. Looking around, he saw that Jubaoge, which used to be bustling with people, was now deserted and had closed early.

Has Jubaoge also encountered some changes?

Luo Fanchen frowned as he skillfully entered the Treasure Pavilion through the back door.

In the main hall, several disciples from the four sects stood with sorrowful expressions, stammering as they spoke to Li Miaoyun.

The latter's pretty face was solemn and extremely ugly. When she saw him appear, she seemed to want to force a smile, but her stiff cheeks could not produce a smile.

Looking ahead, there were more than twenty blankets laid out, covered with white cloths that were stained dark red with blood.

The stench of blood was overwhelming. Luo Fanchen was slightly startled, as if he sensed a familiar aura. He slowly walked to the corpse at the front, and with trembling hands, he slowly untied the white cloth. The corpse had a square face and features that were honest yet fierce.

His right arm was severed at the root, and he had no fewer than ten penetrating wounds all over his body, leaving him a bloody mess.

At the point where his neck was joined, hundreds of stitches were densely packed together. His face and skin were completely bloodless, ashen blue. It was none other than Yun Biaotou.
"Ha ha ha"

Luo Fanchen staggered back several steps, feeling a sense of dizziness.

His ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear Li Miaoyun's calls. He staggered and stumbled as he uncovered the white cloths one by one, trying to find her.

After searching through the corpses, he found no trace of Yunmo and breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, he spotted a familiar figure behind Li Miaoyun, whom he had initially overlooked.

The sounds around him became clearer, and the low, remorseful reports from the disciples were clearly audible.

"The Jubaoge caravan was attacked by wandering demonic cultivators from the Xinmo Temple. Except for Fairy Yunmo, all of them perished. Now, the demonic cultivators from the Xinmo Temple have been killed by our inner disciples. These are the heads of these demonic cultivators, which we will return to the Pavilion Master."

Luo Fanchen stumbled, pushed aside Li Miaoyun who came to help him, and walked behind her.

A jade table made of white jade, with more than ten Soul Cleansing Crystals scattered in a circle.

Inside, Yunmo lay flat, her pretty face pale, her eyes peaceful, her face serene, her right hand clutching a bloodstained storage bag, her clothes neat and spotless, as if she were asleep.

"call--"

Luo Fanchen's pupils trembled violently. With the blessing of the Soul Banner, in his eyes, Yun Mo's soul was already riddled with holes.

Their three souls and seven spirits were extremely fragile, and they must have suffered unspeakable torment.

There is no cure, unless there is a second-tier soul-refining elixir, otherwise the soul will dissipate within seven days.

"Fairy Yunmo was ambushed by a demonic cultivator, and her soul was severely injured. Lady Liu Xia has also heard about this. She happens to have a Soul Essence Pill, a type of soul-related pill. If Fairy Yunmo takes it, she may be able to turn the tide."

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Luo Fanchen did not respond, finding the other party's chatter annoying.

He looked at Yunmo's tightly clenched right hand, gently and slowly pried it open, and took out the spirit beast pouch inside.

Even when he was unconscious, Yunmo held on very tightly, but as if sensing his presence, he easily pried it open with little effort.

Inside the spirit beast pouch was the first-grade high-quality spirit fish she had promised. Unfortunately, it had been without spiritual energy for a long time and had lost its vitality, just like the fairy who was about to perish.

"It's all my fault for arriving too late. Lady Liu Xia is also heartbroken and asked me to convey her condolences."

The disciples, their voices hoarse, were about to speak again when they were startled to realize that Luo Fanchen's shoulder-length hair rose up without wind, slowly climbing until it stood straight.

A thunderous roar seemed to be brewing in their ears. The next moment, before the four disciples could react, they felt excruciating pain in their internal organs, and their bodies exploded in mid-air. Their heads, which were flying in mid-air, had their pupils contracted, filled with unbearable panic.

"Sir, they are disciples of the Four Sects, and messengers of Liu Xia."

"They were killed by demonic cultivators on their way here."

Luo Fanchen slowly turned around, his pupils filled with pale green fluorescence, and arcs of electricity coursed around his body, as if he were being wielded by divine might.

Li Miaoyun's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she unconsciously took half a step back, as if suppressed by this heavenly might. At the same time, the array plate in the Treasure Pavilion trembled continuously, finally stopping at [Awakening of Insects].

"Contact the three branch leaders for me. I want Liu Xia dead!"

"Sir, please calm down. Yunmo's life is in Liu Xia's hands."

Li Miaoyun instinctively wanted to refuse. Although the losses of Yunmo and the Jubaoge caravan had severely weakened the branch, it would be extremely unwise to break ties with Liu Xia over this, since Qingyuan Domain was, after all, Luoshenge's territory.

For a rogue cultivator to murder a disciple of the Luoshen Pavilion is an unforgivable crime, punishable by the extermination of their entire clan.

"No, her life is in my hands, Miaoyun, will you help me?"

Luo Fanchen's expression was ferocious. Li Miaoyun pursed her lips. She wanted to persuade him again, but she didn't dare to look Luo Fanchen in the eye. After hesitating for a moment, she knew that her master had made up his mind. She gritted her teeth and said, "I will go and contact the three of them right away."

After saying this, Li Miaoyun cleaned up the mess, turned around and went upstairs to activate the projection stone.

Luo Fanchen then took out the Soul Banner, and with the blessing of Jingzhe, poured a large amount of Yi Wood True Essence into the banner, and called out.

"Qiuyun, help me extract Yunmo's three souls and seven spirits."

"it is good."

Qiu Yun didn't waste any words, even though she knew that Yun Mo's soul was riddled with holes and the success rate of completely binding the spirit was less than one percent.

But if you don't try, you'll have no chance at all.

She formed the Metal Seal with her hands and unleashed her full power to summon the soul, causing a chilling wind to howl and solidify like ink.

Soon, Yunmo's soul was pulled away from his body by the soul banner. His soul was extremely weak, and even with a large amount of true essence, it was difficult to retain it.

She watched helplessly as Yunmo's soul gradually collapsed and dissipated, still not ceasing its restraint, but in the end, it might only leave behind a single soul.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

At some point, Luo Fanchen took out a tattered bell and poured a massive amount of Yi Wood True Essence mixed with the power of Heaven into it. The pendant, which had long lost its inner core, still emitted a shrill and eerie crisp sound.

The bell rang incessantly, causing Qiu Yun's soul to tremble. Feeling drowsy and exhausted, she mustered her strength and continued to cast the Soul Binding Technique.

"The three souls condense, the seven spirits gather, O soul, return!"

Luo Fanchen chanted a soul-summoning incantation, a common one that had nothing to do with the soul-summoning bell.

But with this as a guide, and in conjunction with the Soul Banner to bind the spirit, the scattered souls began to slowly return from the world. At the same time, with the help of the Soul Banner's massive soul power to mend things, they gradually became complete until they solidified into a form.

"We've solidified into form; we've become Uncle Luo!"

"Let's first put it into the Soul Banner for nurturing, and then bring it back to life later."

Luo Fanchen breathed a slight sigh of relief. Without the help of the Heavenly Might in the Awakening of Insects state, he really wasn't confident he could extract the complete soul power.

He summoned Qiuyun to take Yunmo's soul into the banner, and at the same time, due to excessive consumption, he withdrew from the state of Jingzhe.

Yunmo's soul was barely formed, and it would likely dissipate if it left the Soul Banner. It needed to be nurtured for a long time to replenish its soul before it could be restored to life.

He lifted Yunmo's body up in his arms and carried him upstairs. By then, Li Miaoyun had successfully connected with the three pavilion masters.

"This is her physical body. Please protect it for me, and I will find a way to help her return to life."

"The three souls and seven spirits are complete. Thank you for your hard work, sir."

Li Miaoyun's fox-like eyes were filled with complex emotions. She couldn't imagine what kind of mysterious method could be used to extract a complete soul when the soul was on the verge of collapse.

As for reviving the dead, it is extremely difficult, not to mention the precious materials required.

To achieve a complete resurrection and avoid severe side effects, a True Immortal at the Core Formation stage must intervene and provide protection through their Dao Domain.

The resources consumed by the resurrection are enough to establish the Foundation Establishment twice. How could the master be willing to resurrect a mere cultivator with mediocre talent, who is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining?
The adult is a man of great loyalty and affection; if he treats Yunmo this way, he will treat her even better.

“I will stand by your side. If you need my help, sir, I will not refuse.”

"Okay, I need you."

Luo Fanchen nodded seriously, then brushed past her.

Inside the pavilion, the projection stone glowed with a hazy light, and three familiar figures appeared, respectfully bowing to Luo Fanchen.

"To make a long story short, Liu Xia colluded with demonic cultivators and ruined my plans. I must kill her, and I need your help to surround and kill this fiend."

"My lord, you must not! Qingyuan Domain is the territory of Luoshen Pavilion. If this happens, it will be a crime punishable by the extermination of your entire clan."

"Enough with the noise! ​​As a disciple of the Daoist sect, she has instead aligned herself with the Demonic Sect, harming the innocent. I will make her pay for this in blood!"

Luo Fanchen picked up the jade teacup and smashed it to pieces, thus justifying his actions.

"Liu Xia is in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. She cultivates a superior-grade Daoist scripture, possesses profound cultivation, and has numerous methods. She has also fought against demonic cultivators many times. She is among the top elites in the outer sect. Even if the three of us join forces with Fairy Miaoyun, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill her."

"Please reconsider, sir."

"My mind is made up; I will kill this scoundrel."

With a sinister voice, Luo Fanchen's murderous intent surged, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his mouth.

Before coming to Jubaoge, he was even inclined to compromise, but after seeing the miserable state of Yunmo and Yun Biaotou, he completely abandoned his illusions.

There is only one path ahead: fight!

Liu Xia didn't see him as a threat at all, which is why she dared to be so unscrupulous.

Even if he knelt down and licked this person's shoes, he still wouldn't get Mo Xue's place. Liu Xia looked down on him from the bottom of her heart, or rather, she looked down on any rogue cultivator. She only cared about competing.

The people of Jubaoge suffered because of him, and he wanted to pay for it with blood. He personally pried Moxue's location out of Liu Xia's mouth.

"If Your Excellency insists on this, please forgive us for being unable to comply."

"Rest assured, we will not reveal a single word about what happened today."

The three pavilion masters exchanged glances, pondered for a long time, and then cautiously refused. It was a matter of life and death; the slightest carelessness could lead to their demise, so they could not get involved.

No matter what Luo Fanchen does, he always manages to escape unscathed, but they're in for a tough time. Besides, even if the three of them were tied together, they still couldn't beat Liu Xia.

“If you do not comply, I will come to your four territories and activate this token.”

Luo Fanchen's eyes were cold as he took out the wooden plaque and held it in his hand. The three pavilion masters covered their faces bitterly upon hearing this, knowing that there was no way to escape it.

"My lord..."

"Sigh, I'll wait and wait."

The three men sighed deeply, tears welling in their eyes. After their pleas went unanswered, they could only swallow their bitterness.

"We are willing to serve you, sir, but..."

"Alright, I owe you three a favor each, and I will repay you if needed in the future."

Before the three could raise any objections, Luo Fanchen made the final decision.

"Sir, what do you require of us?"

Upon hearing the word "human favor," the three men's eyes lit up slightly. They exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and agreed.

The favors bestowed upon them by the orthodox Xuanmen sect were worth the risk, and they also believed in the methods of the orthodox Xuanmen sect to overcome the strong with the weak, making it not a pipe dream to deal with Liu Xia.

"The Secret Realm of Yi Wood".

Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes and said fiercely, "Set up an ambush in the rift valley outside the Yimu Secret Realm and Tianxingfang. Be sure to prepare illusion arrays to isolate communications and conceal auras to prevent this fiend from calling for help."

"At that time, I will lure this fiend into the illusion array. The three of you and Miaoyun must work together to kill it."

After speaking, Luo Fanchen opened his hand, revealing a jade pendant in his palm, which was Ming Ruoxue's retainer's token.

"This item contains a divine power of Fairy Ruoxue, which can be decisive in critical moments."

"In that case, Liu Xia has suffered greatly before and is very cautious. How could you possibly lure her here, sir?"

Yuan Qing stroked his long beard and began to discuss the details.

"Hehe. She'll be so angry she'll want to skin me alive, and she'll naturally come after me."

Luo Fanchen sneered, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Liu Xia cares about the Yimu Secret Realm, doesn't she? Very well, none of the disciples from the four sects will come out alive.

"But my lord, the elite disciples of the Dao Sect all have techniques or magical treasures that allow them to take someone's place."

"Although this method is precious, given Liu Xia's cautious nature, there is at least a 50% chance that she will carry this item with her. Considering unforeseen circumstances and risks, there is probably only a 30% chance of success."

"I can't worry about that anymore. Thirty percent, thirty percent. I'll fight this scoundrel to the death!"

Luo Fanchen made a decisive statement: if Liu Xia isn't eliminated, she will only push her luck and cause endless trouble in the future.

He summoned Li Miaoyun to take his place and discuss the details with the three pavilion masters. He then took a Heart Cleansing Pill and turned to leave, as he needed to calm his mind.

His current troubles are not limited to Liu Xia and the Tuo family; the Luo family may have already learned of his situation and is eyeing him covetously.

He was exhausted. What kind of righteous path was this? It was a joke for rogue cultivators to participate in the Ascension Conference.

He planned to rescue Mo Xue, then convert his immortal destiny into a supreme treasure, and take Mo Xue to Xunhuang to directly join the Guiyuan Sword Sect.

"As long as I find Mo Xue's location, I can get Ming Ruoxue to take action."

Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes, unbuttoned his shirt, and focused his gaze on the four-petaled Yi Wood pattern on his chest, which contained the essence of four Immortal Longevity Pills. Ming Ruoxue had come for these pills.

He was determined to obtain the remaining essence in the Yimu Secret Realm.

If we gather all the essence and refine it into a pill, and then exchange it for it, she will surely make an exception and bring Mo Xue back.

"Liu Xia!"

At the same time, Luoshen Pavilion was like a dream.

Fine snowflakes drifted down from the sky, while the Luo River flowed gently by. A thin layer of frost covered the warm water, upon which sat towering, snow-capped mountains, their spiritual energy solidifying into a gentle drizzle, creating a dreamlike scene.

The snow mountain is divided into six peaks: Severing Emotions, Severing Desires, Severing Thoughts, Severing Ideas, Severing Heart, and Severing Self. All of them are located on top of the third-grade spiritual veins and are protected by the spirit of the Luo River. They are extremely good at cultivating water-type spiritual roots.

Broken Peak, Hall of Affairs.

"Elder, Senior Sister Ruoxue is an inner disciple, and her cultivation is far superior to mine. How can we discuss the Dao on the same stage?"

Beneath the snow-capped peaks, in a small, ancient and solemn building formed by naturally grown gnarled and twisted trees, Liu Xia's face was grim, while Ming Ruoxue stood with her hands behind her back, prettily blocking the doorway, her indifferent gaze fixed on Liu Xia without pause.

After returning to her sect, she learned that Mo Xue had been forcibly taken away by the Tuo family.

It was in accordance with the sect rules, so she couldn't interfere. However, she was still unhappy and couldn't calm down even after taking three Cleansing Heart Pills. So, she decided to follow the sect rules and invite Liu Xia to a duel with her inner sect master, to teach the woman a lesson.

She had said that Mo Xue's wishes must not be disobeyed, but this woman ignored her words.

"You challenged Ruoxue seven times before, and she agreed to each time. If she can suppress her cultivation to the early stage of Foundation Establishment this time, she can fight with you and give you guidance and instruction. You cannot refuse."

The resident official remained calm, spoke softly, and with a wave of his hand, Liu Xia appeared in front of Ming Ruoxue.

Her face was extremely ugly. She pointed and said that if she really went to fight Ming Ruoxue, the other party would definitely make her suffer.

"Senior sister, if you are unhappy, you can seek out Senior Brother Tuo. Why come to me to complain? Using your cultivation to bully others is not your style."

"Having competed with you, I will naturally seek out him for a duel."

Ming Ruoxue's voice was soft and clear. She didn't hide it and swallowed two Cleansing Heart Pills in front of everyone. She walked towards the fighting platform on her own and casually urged them on.

"Come quickly, your guidance will not harm your life or cultivation."

"Ming Ruoxue! Don't underestimate me. With only the early Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, you may not be my match!"

Liu Xia gritted her teeth, her steps as graceful as a snow lotus, not even deigning to spare a glance, and calmly said, "You should call me Senior Sister."

It was a rare occasion for inner disciples to engage in a magical duel, so most of the sect's disciples stopped their breathing exercises and went to watch.

The arena is solemn, with a three-tiered protective array inside to ensure the safety of the disciples. It can also conjure various scenes and occupies an area large enough to accommodate two Flying Cloud Pavilions, enough for any cultivator below the Core Formation stage to fight.

Liu Xia and Ming Ruoxue, one on the left and one on the right, slowly ascended the stage and began to circulate their spiritual energy.

Half an hour later, the hazy icy mist surged, and the disciples heard a wail of pain as Liu Xia, covered in frost, tumbled and flew backward from the fighting platform, landing heavily on the ground.

Her body was covered with dense, fine gashes, filled with ice shards. She was vomiting blood incessantly, the foul blood she spat out filled with ice crystals, making her look extremely wretched.

"Pfft—Wow, Ming Ruoxue! You actually ruined my plan to die in place of someone else?"

Liu Xia's face was deathly pale, her whole body trembling like a leaf, her steps as clear as a snow lotus, ice lotuses blooming wherever she went, she looked down coldly and said.

"The sect rules only state that they will not harm your life or the foundation of your cultivation."

"Ming Ruoxue!"

Liu Xia was publicly defeated by someone of a higher level, losing all face. Her face was contorted, half fear and half jealousy. If looks could kill, Ming Ruoxue would probably have been torn apart long ago.

Her substitution technique requires extremely precious materials, enough for an ordinary cultivator to establish their foundation, and it is time-consuming and laborious, taking at least three years to complete.

Now that it's been broken, her heart is bleeding with pain.

"You should call me senior sister."

Ming Ruoxue did not turn around; her sleeves fluttered as she gracefully departed.

She had no time to deal with Liu Xia; she needed to find Tuo Tian to have a magical duel.

(End of this chapter)