Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"Alright," Yu Changsheng nodded, meeting Fu Lu's worried gaze, and said, "I will keep that in mind. Since that's the case, you make a Heavenly Oath, promising what you just said, and then this matter will be over. I will naturally let you leave."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Since things had come to this point, he suppressed all his thoughts and, without much hesitation, made the Heavenly Oath as Yu Changsheng had instructed.

"Now, can I leave?"

After doing all this, Fu Lu looked at Yu Changsheng with a hint of restraint and caution.

"Alright, that's all. You can go now, but remember what you said."

Yu Changsheng nodded, waved his hand, and did not continue to make things difficult for Fu Lu. For him, the constraint of the Heavenly Oath was enough.

Yu Changsheng was very satisfied with the Overlord Secret Technique he had acquired from Fu Lu. As for Fu Lu, although they had a grudge, he did not necessarily have to die.

Fu Lu's face lit up with joy. Without any hesitation, he flew quickly into the distance. Only after flying a distance away and losing sight of Yu Changsheng did he breathe a sigh of relief, his face bitter.

"Finally escaped! This damned intelligence is a killer! I wonder who leaked it? 'Seriously injured and dying'? This guy is practically alive and kicking!"

"Anyone who actually thought Yu Changsheng was seriously injured and dying would be in big trouble. Luckily I was quick-witted, otherwise, I might already be stuck there."

As Fu Lu thought this, a strange sense of smugness welled up inside him, but in an instant, his face darkened completely, and he gritted his teeth, muttering to himself:

"And that damned Ji Chiyan, he just abandoned me and ran away like that. He really can't be trusted. What a scoundrel! Next time I see him, I'll make him pay."

Fu Lu cursed inwardly, shook his head, and flew in another direction.

As the number one prodigy of the Overlord Sect on this trip, this was the first time he had suffered such a great loss. Losing to Yu Changsheng was one thing, but it was indeed because he was not as skilled as Yu Changsheng. As a result, he also felt angry towards Ji Chiyan.

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"Damn Yu Changsheng, he's so troublesome. It's better for you to die than for me, Fellow Daoist Fu Lu, you're just unlucky."

On the other side, Ji Chiyan, who had been fleeing all the way, finally found a quiet place after confirming that Yu Changsheng was no longer there and that the other party was not chasing after him. He then let out a long breath, and the suppressed injuries began to slowly recover.

"It seems the intelligence was wrong. The so-called third prince of Qingzhou who beat Yu Changsheng to the point of death was just a decoy to mislead people."

Ji Chiyan swallowed a pill, analyzing the gains and losses of the battle while healing his wounds. He frowned and pondered, his eyes filled with obvious resentment.

"This time, I almost stumbled at Yu Changsheng's hands, but it also gave me a general understanding of his strength. I am no match for this person."

Having figured this out, Ji Chiyan felt a headache coming on. With a helpless expression, he could only admit it. After exhaling deeply, a dark glint flashed in his eyes:

"However, having learned my lesson this time, I'll just avoid fighting you in the future. I'm not the only one with a grudge against you. If I can't deal with you, someone else certainly can."

Ji Chiyan sneered inwardly. With that thought, he took out the communication jade tube, operated it for a while, and then closed his eyes to focus on healing and recovering.

"The Second Prince of Qingzhou has issued a warrant for your head. As long as you remain in the Cangmang Ancient Forest for the foreseeable future, it won't be my turn to deal with you..."

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Time flies, and another three days have passed. In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed since the journey to the abyss, and a third of the journey has already gone by.

The past three days have been relatively peaceful. Yu Changsheng and the other disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect have reunited and continued to advance into the depths of the Vast Ancient Well. Perhaps because of the news about Ji Chiyan, although they encountered many other people along the way, they all watched from a distance and did not take the initiative to provoke them.

Yu Changsheng didn't pay much attention to them, only intervening to keep them away when he occasionally encountered people from Qingzhou.

They traveled along the way, stopping frequently, and the journey was relatively peaceful. However, the vastness of the ancient forest was immense, and given that Yu Changsheng and his group were not moving quickly, it took them three days to finally enter the inner circle of the ancient forest.

Meanwhile, not too far from Yu Changsheng, in the heart of the ancient forest, a blood spring with a diameter of three meters gurgled and flowed. Three figures that Yu Changsheng was somewhat familiar with were sitting cross-legged in meditation. The surrounding blood energy surged inside and outside the three people's bodies. With each breath, a hazy scene appeared, with only faint shadows of flower petals floating and leaping behind them.

"call………"

After a long while, the blood spring dried up and the blood energy shrank slightly. The three people among them also finished their cultivation, slowly exhaled a long breath, and smiled faintly.

"The core of the vast ancient forest has indeed been eroded by blood and evil spiritual energy for a long time. There is such a blood and evil spring, which is naturally formed and is indeed a treasure land. It is just a pity that it takes three hundred years to fill such a spring."

Qiu Xing stood up, couldn't help but stretch, and felt his cultivation level improve further. He smiled faintly.

"However, it's enough for us. After being here for so long, we've achieved our first goal. With the help of the Blood Fiend Spring, we've both successfully condensed the Earth Flower and the Human Flower. Two of the three flowers have gathered at the top, greatly increasing our strength. And Bi Cheng has also broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm."

"Now, even if we encounter the prince of Qingzhou, we won't be without the power to fight back."

Enma took over the conversation, responding to Qiu Xing, while the two of them simultaneously looked at He Bicheng, who had a calm expression, and their eyes lit up.

Both of them were already at the peak of the Golden Core stage. With the help of the Blood Fiend Spring, they condensed two flowers in one fell swoop, taking another step forward. He Bicheng was the youngest of them, but also the most talented.

He was on par with them when he was at the False Core stage, but now that he has broken through to the Golden Core stage and reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core stage, even though the two of them have now condensed two flowers, they dare not say that they can definitely defeat He Bicheng.

He Bicheng's lips twitched, his expression unchanged, showing no joy whatsoever from his breakthrough in cultivation. After a long pause, he sighed softly, looked at his palm, and said with a hint of regret:

"It's a pity that without the Heavenly Fiend Golden Lotus, the golden core he condensed was ultimately not perfect. Otherwise, he could have reached an even higher level. Even if he encountered the Crown Prince of Qingzhou, what would Huangfu Yuanji have to fear?"

Upon hearing this, Yanmo and Qiuxing exchanged glances, remained silent, and a hint of resentment flashed across their faces.

"Alright, Yu Changsheng has come in this time too, we're bound to run into him eventually. When that happens, we can have a good fight and settle the score from the last time we were in the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm."

Qiu Xing took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and spoke coldly.

"Didn't we say that Yu Changsheng encountered the Third Prince of Qingzhou, Huangpu Dongming, last time and was severely injured and on the verge of death? Judging from this, even if Yu Changsheng has improved since we last met, it's only to a limited extent. If we encounter him again with our current strength, there shouldn't be any problem."

Enma thought for a moment, then said in a seemingly relaxed manner.

"It's all fake," He Bicheng shook his head, his face slightly cold. "You and I both know Yu Changsheng's strength, not to mention that he has already stepped into the Golden Core stage. Even if he encounters Huangpu Dongming, he is no match for him. But if he wants to escape, Huangpu Dongming cannot possibly beat him to the point of death."

"The more likely explanation is that Huangpu Dongming was no match for Yu Changsheng, and out of pride, he spread this news to incite conflict."

He Bicheng spoke calmly. Although he was not entirely convinced of Yu Changsheng's abilities, he still highly regarded them.

"This..." Yanmo and Qiu Xing remained silent, swallowing hard, their eyes flickering slightly. Qiu Xing muttered:

"Perhaps, but this time, our main enemy is still Qingzhou. We can put aside our grudges with them for now. The most urgent thing is to find two more cliff-falling tokens."

"We've already obtained the only Falling Cliff Token in the Blood Fiend Spring, but that's far from enough. If the three of us want to all enter that place, we'll need two more."

After Qiu Xing finished speaking, he sighed, but it was unclear what he was sighing about.

Why did He Bicheng hesitate? But at that moment, a discordant voice suddenly rang out, its tone carrying a hint of laughter and contempt, echoing faintly around the three of them.

"Seventh Brother is right. There is indeed a naturally formed Blood Fiend Spirit Spring hidden in the core of this vast ancient forest. However, it seems that the three of you have already gotten there first."

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As soon as he finished speaking, He Bicheng and the other two became alert. Their expressions hardened, as if facing a formidable enemy, and they looked in the direction of the voice.

But then, seemingly out of nowhere, a figure suddenly appeared behind the three of them amidst the swirling void. It was a young man dressed in a long yellow robe, adorned with dragons and phoenixes, exuding nobility. He was handsome, but what was most striking was his long, fiery red hair, which cascaded over his shoulders, giving him a unique charm.

"The Fifth Prince of Qingzhou, Huangpu Chengren!"

Qiu Xing's gaze sharpened, his expression grave as he looked at Huangpu Chengren, ready for battle. In his mind, he recalled the information about Huangpu Chengren.

Huangpu Chengren, the fifth prince of the Qingzhou royal family, is only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm. However, he is a rare cultivator who combines immortality and martial arts. He is proficient in physical combat skills and supernatural spells, and his strength is even more formidable than that of an ordinary peak Golden Core cultivator.

"Didn't expect my reputation to be so great? Do you even know who I am? One of the three prodigies of the Xuan Yin Sect, the number one sect in Wuzhou?"

Huangfu Chengren's gaze swept over the three men, and he smiled lightly. Only when his eyes fell upon the depleted Blood Fiend Spirit Spring, which had already been absorbed, did he pause slightly, his expression changing subtly. A glint of malice flashed in his eyes, and his tone turned slightly colder:

"What a pity! The Blood Fiend Spirit Spring can only be condensed once every hundred years, and you've absorbed it all. What a waste!"

"This opportunity should have been mine. If I had this Blood Fiend Spirit Spring, it would have allowed me to refine my martial body to a purer level and take it a step further. But now, it's too late."

Huangpu Chengren sighed, his tone trying to conceal his anger, but one could still faintly hear the anger contained within.

"Interesting. This Blood Fiend Spirit Spring was originally discovered by someone from my Xuan Yin Sect. When did it become your opportunity? Nonsense!"

Qiu Xing laughed in anger, looking at Huangpu Chengren with narrowed eyes and a hint of hesitation and struggle on his face. Although he was unsure about Huangpu Chengren, he was not too afraid, especially now that he had just broken through his cultivation level.

The only thing he was wary of was the group of protectors behind Huangpu Chengren. There were six of them, who stepped back a step behind Huangpu Chengren and guarded him on both sides. Each of them was at the late stage to the peak of the Golden Core realm.

"Fine, the Blood Fiend Spirit Spring is gone, but the Falling Cliff Token must remain. I'll give you a chance; leave the Falling Cliff Token behind, and I'll let you go."

Huangpu Chengren ignored Qiu Xing's words, waved his hand, nodded to the protectors behind him, and with a flash of light, a blood-red dragon-patterned staff appeared and was held in his hand. In an instant, a feeling as heavy as a mountain rushed over him.

"You two hold off the other two, let me play with this so-called prodigy of the number one sect in Wuzhou and see how strong he really is!"

Huangfu Chengren gave a brief instruction, and the next moment, he swung the dragon-patterned staff in his hand, his body stomping heavily on the ground, and charged towards Qiu Xing like a world-shaking spear, tearing through the air.

"Martial Technique, Dragon Pattern Abyss Breaker!"

Whoohoo! !

Huangpu Chengren let out a low roar, his wrist suddenly tightened, his muscles bulged, and his blood and qi surged like a dragon coiling on the dragon-patterned staff. He smashed the staff down, causing a whistling wind like thunder!

Boom!

Qiu Xing's gaze sharpened, and with a light step, he narrowly avoided the blow. Instantly, the ground where he had been standing roared, a sinkhole appeared, soil and rocks flew, and dust billowed into the sky. Huangpu Chengren's body burst out from the sinkhole, and with a swing of his arm, the dragon-patterned staff bent, like a staff that could shatter the heavens, and crashed down again!

"A top-grade spiritual treasure! Impressive power!"

Qiu Xing took a deep breath, his heart tightened, and he looked up at the Lingtian Staff. His palm was covered with a layer of blood, transforming into a blood-red palm that blasted towards Huangpu Chengren!

"Blood Demon Giant Hand!"

The dragon-patterned staff slammed down on the blood palm, shattering it in an instant. Huangfu Chengren's body trembled slightly, but the dragon-patterned staff in his hand suddenly erupted with even greater power, continuing to smash towards Qiu Xing with unstoppable force.

"A mere trick; if one possessed a myriad of methods, one could easily shatter it with a single blow!"

The dragon-patterned staff roared, and Qiu Xing gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood mist, which transformed into a blood-red net that flashed with intense blood light, pressing down on Huangpu Chengren.

Buzz! !

Huangpu Chengren's expression remained unchanged. He brought down the dragon-patterned staff in his hand and suddenly swirled it. In an instant, the blood-red net of heaven and earth became entangled in a ball, but instead of collapsing or breaking, it burst into a raging blood-red flame, enveloping Huangpu Chengren.

"Bloodfire Demon Abyss!"

The flames were eerie, emanating a thick, bloodthirsty aura, as vast and boundless as the sea, engulfing Huangfu Chengren's body, seemingly threatening to ignite his very life force! (End of Chapter)