The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

Chapter 443 The Mysterious Domain of Xiaoxi Village (Please Subscribe)

Liu Zhenshou nodded silently, watched the village chief leave, and then called to the guards standing not far away to carry the body outside the village.

The flames crackled and popped.

One of the guards glanced around, then whispered to Liu Zhenshou, who was frowning and silent, "Sister, if Fang Cheng really breaks through to the 'Rising Sun' realm, given his strength, we might not be able to defeat him."

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly, "Should we take advantage of his breakthrough—"

Liu Zhenshou, also known as "Master Mi," hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it. Breaking through to the 'Rising Sun' realm isn't that easy. He's only thirty-nine years old, and his vital energy has long since fallen from its peak. If he doesn't break through, he still has a year left to live; if he does, he'll only face a violent death."

He glanced at the campfire, thought for a moment, and said, "The village chief also intends to resign his position. After Fang Cheng dies, I plan to step down as the town garrison commander and become the 'village chief,' permanently residing in 'Xiaoxi Village.' Then we won't have to worry about the 'road sign' being discovered."

Xiao Dinghai seemed to remember something and frowned, asking, "Where is that Fellow Daoist Zhu?"

Master Mi laughed and said, "Since he doesn't want to be with us, then let's ignore him. I hope he doesn't die too quickly and that we can gain more."

Li Zhan shook his head and said, "Liu Zong and Chang Yue underestimated the 'Ghost' Realm and died at the hands of the supernatural. Meanwhile, the Great Ghosts roam freely outside; Zhu Yu might be devoured by them before he even possesses a body."

Xiao Dinghai nodded in agreement, "If I had known, I would have just charged them for the placement."

Upon hearing this, Mi Zhenren also felt a little regretful. She had originally wanted to gather a few helpers, but who would have thought that Liu Zong and Chang Yue would leave the village without any preparation to seek strange trouble and die outside.

Zhu Yu simply didn't join them.

It can only be said that the cultivators of the "Heavenly Dao Sect" are too arrogant and underestimate the "Strange" Realm.

"If they still want to deploy the 'ghost' realm, they want the main body to charge a fee, not a share of the profits—"

Master Mi shook his head inwardly.

After several deployments and their bizarre killings, the population of "Xiaoxi Village" has dwindled to less than 100 households, and the "Yang Flame" has visibly weakened.

If several more rounds of population increases are needed and "Xiaoxi Village" cannot replenish its population, the "road signs" she painstakingly built will likely be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Master Mi said to Xiao Dinghai and the other man, "I'm going to Huaiyu Town later. Keep an eye on the road signs and make sure the villagers don't find us easily again."

Fearing they wouldn't take it seriously, he frowned and warned, "The village population is already small. If this continues, the 'Yang Flame' will weaken, and 'Little West Village' will be lost."

"it is good."

Xiao Dinghai and Li Zhan smiled awkwardly and nodded hastily.

Master Mi said no more. He carried a long spear with a "talisman for exorcising evil spirits" on it in one hand and a lantern containing a cluster of "yang flames" in the other. He stepped out of the area covered by the "yang flames" and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Only one lamp flickered, slowly disappearing from sight.

Xiao Dinghai and Li Zhan quickly collected the remains, then, carrying long spears adorned with "exorcism talismans," they patrolled the village and farmland.

at this time.

The village's "garrison headquarters".

Despite being called a "garrison headquarters," it is actually a relatively tidy stone house compared to the villagers' mud houses.

inside the house.

Fang Cheng paced around the room twice, his expression contorted for a few moments, before plopping down on a stool and taking out the red pill that Zhu Yu had refined with the "Blood Flame Pill".

Previously, he would have been conflicted about whether to wait until his life was almost over before taking another chance, thinking that even if he succeeded, he wouldn't have lost anything by dying.

But the villagers who died violently today reminded him of something.

There is likely a ghost lurking in "Xiaoxi Village," or at least someone harboring malicious intentions.

After all, thirteen people had died in Xiaoxi Village in just one year.

There were also two "garrison commanders".

Nobody would believe you if you said you didn't have something to offer.

Even the "Shengyang" realm martial artists in "Huaiyu Town" couldn't find anything. After many people died, some people didn't dare to come to "Xiaoxi Village".

"I only have about a year left to live, so I'll give it my all—"

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered for a few moments, then he gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill in one gulp. As soon as it entered his stomach, he felt as if he had swallowed a piece of burning coal, and a surge of scalding heat erupted.

His eyes widened instantly, his heart filled with joy rather than surprise, "It's working—"

Feeling the heat flowing through my abdomen like flames, the weakened blood and energy in my body seemed to become more active under its stimulation.

Fang Cheng's joy intensified. He dared not be negligent, closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to circulate the Qi and blood cultivation method, "Transforming Evil and Condensing Armor Technique."

The flow of Qi and blood continuously absorbs the scorching heat surging from the abdomen, and with each circulation, the Qi and blood increase by 10%.

The feeling of his blood and qi rapidly increasing filled Fang Cheng with joy, and he couldn't help but think of Zhu Yu, who had refined pills for him.

"That strange creature is actually a master alchemist. Once I break through to the 'Rising Sun' realm, I'll imprison it and have it refine pills for others—"

"The 'blood money' won't just keep flowing in!"

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel excited, and he felt his blood circulation speed up.

He soon realized that this was not an illusion.

The Qi and blood circulate in circles, and the speed increases rapidly.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

"This must be the effect of the 'Rising Sun Pill'—"

Fang Cheng suppressed his fear and tried to control his surging blood and qi, which was almost ignited. However, he soon discovered that his blood and qi were like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins. He couldn't control it, let alone stop it.

And as time goes by.

He felt his blood and qi becoming increasingly scalding, as if he were in a raging fire, and his internal organs felt like they were being roasted. Waves of stinging pain surged through him like a tide.

"Well--"

Fang Cheng couldn't help but groan, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead and his back becoming soaked with sweat.

"ah--"

Until one moment, he could no longer bear it, let out a scream, and everything went black as he fainted.

The blood and qi circulating in his body not only did not stop, but instead, without his restraint, they circulated even faster, making him look like a roasted shrimp, steaming with heat.

I don't know how long it has been.

"ah--"

Suddenly, the surging blood and qi within his body rushed into his heart. Fang Cheng, who had fainted from the pain, twitched, then suddenly opened his eyes and let out a series of shrill screams.

click-

He faintly heard a sound of some kind of barrier breaking within his body, and the surging blood and qi poured into his heart like a dam bursting.

Just then.

Suddenly, a phantom flame split off from the "Yang Flame" held aloft by the sculpture outside, drifting into the room and merging into Fang Cheng's chest.

next moment.

boom--

Suddenly, crimson flames erupted from Fang Cheng's pores, instantly engulfing his entire body.

The temperature inside the room rose instantly, and under its scorching heat, the wooden table instantly turned into a pile of charred embers, and the stone slab also showed a charred black color.

And its outward aura rose inch by inch, like flames—

outside world.

Fang Cheng's piercing screams drew the attention of the patrolling guards and villagers.

The villagers dared not approach, standing at a distance and pointing and whispering.

The patrolling guards were also somewhat timid and dared not go forward to check. But when they saw the "village chief" walking quickly with a solemn expression, they all went to greet him.

"village head."

The village chief waved his hand slightly, but before he even got close to the house, he felt a burning pain on his skin. He paused, as if he had thought of something, his face twitched, and he gasped.

"Hiss—Guard Fang, he's—successful?!"

Immediately afterwards, his eyes lit up and his face showed ecstasy.

"He's done! Commander Fang is definitely going to succeed!"

He had only ever felt this scorching, flame-like aura from the "Ascension Realm" cultivators in the town.

In other words.

Fang Cheng has indeed broken through to become a "Rising Sun Realm" martial artist.

"Okay, okay, okay—"

The village chief's eyes reddened with excitement.

In the future, "Xiaoxi Village" will also be protected by a "Rising Sun Realm" martial artist, and can begin to clear out the ordinary black-level monsters in the vicinity.

This will undoubtedly make "Xiaoxi Village" safer.

They will recruit refugees in the future, open up more land, and expand "Yangyan".

Perhaps in a few years.

Xiaoxi Village thus became one of the largest villages in Huaiyu Town.

How could the village chief, who grew up in "Xiaoxi Village," not be happy and excited?

At this time.

Xiao Dinghai and Li Zhan rushed over. When they sensed that the aura in the room, comparable to that of a second-tier cultivator, was gradually stabilizing, their eyes showed a solemn expression and a chilling killing intent.

"He actually made a breakthrough—"

"What should we do? Kill him before he gets used to his strength?"

Xiao Dinghai and Li Zhan exchanged a glance, looked around at the villagers who were arriving one after another, and after hesitating for a moment, they suppressed the urge to take action.

"Let's talk about 'Shengyang Realm' when my eldest sister returns—"

That's what they say.

However, both of them were somewhat heavy-hearted.

The monsters of the "Ghost" realm are not easy to kill, and similarly, the martial artists who can contend with them are even more difficult to kill.

Other than that, I won't mention anything else.

The rule for martial artists at the "Ascension Realm" is that "as long as their Yang Fire remains, their bodies will not die."

Even if the two of them used all their trump cards, they might not be able to defeat Fang Cheng, who had just entered the "Rising Sun Realm".

If he fights desperately.

They might even be able to turn the tables and kill the two of them.

Just as the two were secretly communicating telepathically.

inside the room.

Fang Cheng, completely naked, slowly woke up. When he sensed the powerful force surging within his body and the ball of blood flame in his heart, he was stunned.

"This is--"

"The 'Yang Fire' condensed by a martial artist at the 'Ascension Realm'? —"

Coming to his senses, Fang Cheng didn't immediately check his cultivation level. Instead, he quickly raised his arm and looked at a golden line on his wrist.

When you see the number "150" displayed above.

His lips slowly parted into a smile, and he could no longer hold back, bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha--"

The pattern is "Tian Shou" (天寿).

All martial artists who condense their qi and blood will manifest this.

Before Fang Cheng broke through, his "Heavenly Life" was one, but now that he has broken through to the "Ascension Realm", it has instantly increased to one hundred and fifty.

In other words.

He has a good life ahead of him for 150 years.

With such a terrifying lifespan, he no longer needs to worry about dying a violent death.

Even if a martial artist at the "Ascension Realm" were placed in a town, they would certainly be among the top figures, if not the best.

The leap from the Qi and Blood Realm to the Ascending Yang Realm is truly a leap over the Dragon Gate.

From this point on, everything would be different; how could he not be excited?

A while later.

Fang Cheng had just suppressed his excitement and briefly familiarized himself with his cultivation level when his thoughts immediately fell on Zhu Yu, his eyes flashing.

"Black Wind Mountain, Qingyang Temple—"

He knew Black Wind Mountain; it was three hundred li away from Little West Village, and it was home to numerous Black Fiend-level monsters. Among the many forbidden areas, "Black Fiend-level monsters? Ha, mere ants—"

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, sensing the dozens of faint life flames outside the house. He dressed, pushed open the door, and went out.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

The village chief and many guards and villagers all bowed down.

"So this is what a 'Rising Sun Realm' martial artist is like—"

Seeing the respectful demeanor of the village chief, with whom he had previously had a strained relationship, Fang Cheng felt as refreshed as drinking a cool beverage on a hot summer day.

But he soon regained consciousness, realizing that this was all due to the changes brought about by his increased strength.

And he became even more determined to capture and imprison "Zhu Yu".

Above "Shengyang Realm" is "Yaoyang Realm".

Now that he has achieved great success, Fang Cheng is not satisfied with this. He wants to become stronger, and to become stronger, he needs "blood money," a huge amount of "blood money."

"What is that—"

"I'll kill him sooner or later—"

Xiao Dinghai and Li Zhan exchanged a glance as they looked at Fang Cheng, who was surrounded by the crowd, thinking that they would deal with him when their eldest sister returned.

at the same time.

Black Wind Mountain, hundreds of miles away.

In the dilapidated and decaying Taoist temple, a column of black energy shot into the sky, then transformed into a pitch-black curtain that enveloped the entire mountain.

A short while later.

The sky suddenly parted.

An ancient Taoist temple came into view. Although no sunlight shone through, the temple was bright and new, with wisps of smoke rising and the sounds of bells and chanting filling the air, creating a peaceful scene.

At this moment, in the main room.

A middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a black robe with white cranes and a stern face, suddenly opened his eyes. His dark, inky eyes flickered and then turned into a clear black and white.

Although it appears cold and stern, its Daoist essence is even stronger, and if you get close, you can even smell the clear and refreshing fragrance of elixirs.

"Is this the Bloodstained Realm—?"

Zhu Yu perceived his own state, and his eyes were filled with strange colors.

With the offerings of strange creatures within a hundred miles, he successfully broke through to the Blood Travel Realm, and his own strength underwent a tremendous change.

Deception is secondary.

The greatest transformation after breaking through the "Blood Travel" realm is the cunning technique "Alchemy".

It has transformed from a trick into a "trick domain," which is a true "domain" rather than an aura radiation, and its effect is quite similar to a "supernatural domain."

The mysterious realm of "Pao Dan" unfolds.

Its exterior is a completely black "alchemy furnace".

Anyone shrouded in the Ghost Domain will be turned into pills by the "Alchemy Furnace" within a short time.

Furthermore, Zhu Yu also discovered that the Ghost Realm "Pao Dan" could vaguely communicate with a certain being, and borrow its power by sacrificing its own "origin".

He did not attempt to borrow it, but he could vaguely sense that the being's strength was definitely beyond the "Nether" level, and that it was located in the "Ghost" realm.

"Fourth tier—or stronger—"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Yu took a deep breath, murmuring, "Is the 'Ghost Realm' truly a super-large 'Spirit Ruins'? —"

After a few moments of thought, he shook his head and dismissed the idea.

Even if the "Strange Realm" is a super-large "Spirit Ruins", it is not something he can currently glimpse. The only real solution is to plunder its resources.

After quickly familiarizing himself with the cultivation level, he looked at the two big-headed ghosts sleeping soundly at the door and expanded and contracted his ghostly domain.

Wait until it reappears.

They had transformed into two exquisite and adorable little Taoist boys.

Zhu Yu nodded in satisfaction and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the Taoist temple became dark and gloomy. A cold wind blew by, withered leaves swirled, and strange, whispering sounds, like chanting or murmuring, rose and drifted away on the wind.

In the hills near "Black Wind Mountain," certain beings on the hills were awakened one after another by the murmuring voices, emanating eerie auras that intertwined with each other as if they were communicating.