Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

The blood-fire flickered, not scorching hot, but extremely strange. It used blood and qi as fuel and slowly burned, covering Huangpu Chengren's body. For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Huangpu Chengren's face, but he was not panicked.

"An interesting supernatural power, but it seems incomplete. If it were complete, it might actually pose a threat to me."

Huangpu Chengren smiled slightly, and the next moment, he suddenly pointed his finger towards the sky and made a light stroke. A stick of incense, which was entirely dark yellow, suddenly appeared and slowly started to burn. It blew up wisps of yellow smoke, which seemed to have a spirit. They were ethereal, yet gave people a sense of weight, and surrounded Huangpu Chengren's body.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the swirling smoke to fall upon Huangpu Chengren. The moment it touched him, the blood fire within him seemed to be suppressed and extinguished, while Huangpu Chengren let out a muffled groan. As the incense burned, a faint layer of swirling yellow light enveloped Huangpu Chengren completely.

As if blessed, Huangpu Chengren took a heavy step forward, causing the earth to tremble and the dragon-patterned staff to hum, continuing to strike Qiu Xing with unstoppable force!

"Martial skill, Mysterious Dragon Staff!"

Hoo hoo hoo!!

In the dim light, as the dragon-patterned staff was swung out, space shattered and the sound of air being torn apart resounded. Only blurry afterimages could be seen, which transformed into a terrifying giant dragon. With a roar, the dragon-patterned staff wrapped around the dragon and crashed down towards Qiu Xing!

"Blood Demon Finger!"

Qiu Xing frowned, veins bulging on his forehead. Suddenly, layers of dense bloodstains emerged from his back, twisting and transforming into a huge blood demon shadow with a blue face and fangs. It floated behind him, its pair of scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes grinning at Huangpu Chengren, and a finger fell out!

Boom!

The next moment, the Dragon Pattern Staff collided with the Blood Demon's finger. In an instant, the space trembled, the mountains and forests shattered, the Blood Demon howled as his index finger broke into pieces, and the Dragon Pattern Staff trembled violently, sending Huangpu Chengren flying dozens of steps. However, the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish but grew stronger. With a clear whistle, he took another step forward, and endless blood and qi surged into the Dragon Pattern Staff in his hand.

The dragon-patterned staff roared, its energy coiling like a dragon, making Huangpu Chengren's figure appear divine and ethereal. With a single swing of the staff, afterimages filled the sky, a truly earth-shattering sight.

Rumble!

The heavens and earth trembled violently. In just a moment, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows. Although Huangpu Chengren was only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, he grew stronger with each battle. As a result, even though Qiu Xing had the advantage in cultivation, he did not feel relaxed at all. He had taken Huangpu Chengren very seriously.

The Blood Demon roared, the dragon patterns trembled, the Heaven-Reaching Staff stirred up the wind and clouds, and the Blood Demon's body stood tall between heaven and earth. The two clashed continuously, and for a time, they fought fiercely and evenly, like a raging inferno.

"This guy, is he really that powerful just because he's a prince?"

Qiu Xing's expression was solemn. After barely dodging Huangpu Chengren's blow, he looked at the incomparably imposing Huangpu Chengren, pursed his lips, and a trace of crimson blood slowly flowed down his face. He swallowed it quietly, and the surging blood and qi in his body were also suppressed.

"Is this all the Xuan Yin Sect's number one disciple is capable of?"

Huangpu Chengren chuckled, his face only slightly pale, breathing heavily. He swung his staff one after another, each strike like a dragon unleashing boundless power. When it struck the ground, the earth shook violently, and when it landed on him, blood gushed out and he trembled violently in an instant.

Qiu Xing remained silent, his expression complex, his heart filled with resentment. He didn't utter a word, but his attacks became even more forceful. Although he and Huangpu Chengren appeared to be evenly matched, and neither could be certain of victory, Qiu Xing knew in his heart that if they were to truly compare, he was no match for Huangpu Chengren.

"Now I have condensed two of the Three Flowers, while Huangpu Chengren is only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm. I have an absolute advantage in cultivation, yet I can still fight him to a standstill..."

"If I hadn't obtained the Blood Fiend Spirit Spring in advance to improve my cultivation, I probably wouldn't have been a match for Huangfu Chengren."

Qiu Xing felt a little bitter. After shaking his head, he suppressed his thoughts and focused more intently on fighting the enemy. However, his fighting spirit was not very strong, and he was somewhat discouraged.

Seeing this, a dark glint flashed in Huangpu Chengren's eyes, and his attack became even more ferocious. The dragon-patterned staff in his hand transformed into thousands of afterimages, each one piercing through the air and unleashing boundless light.

The two sides were entangled in a fierce battle, which lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. While the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Yanmo and He Bicheng were facing an even more difficult situation.

Huangpu Chengren did not go alone this time; he was accompanied by six others, each of whom possessed cultivation levels ranging from the late to the peak of the Golden Core stage—they were among the most elite talents.

With their combined efforts, it didn't take long for He Bicheng and Yanmo to have no way to express their suffering. In their difficult resistance, their defeat was obvious, and they were already covered in wounds.

Both were exceptional talents, but their opponents, a group of six, were no ordinary cultivators either. They had formed a coordinated array, and the power they unleashed was so great that even the two of them, who were quite formidable, found it difficult to withstand, and they continued to bleed profusely.

"I'll give you one more chance. I've had enough of playing with you. Hand over the Falling Cliff Token, and I'll let you go."

Huangpu Chengren swung his staff, his face showing impatience. His surging blood and qi faltered, and as he forced Qiu Xing back, he coldly shouted a rebuke.

Qiu Xing, panting heavily, turned to look at He Bicheng and Yan Mo, who were already locked in a difficult battle. A hint of hesitation and conflict appeared in his eyes. He then looked at Huangfu Chengren, whose face was equally pale, and spoke in a low voice:

"Fine, we've already obtained the Blood Fiend Spirit Spring. What harm is there in giving you the Falling Cliff Token? Release the two of them and let them go first. I'll give you the Falling Cliff Token myself."

Qiu Xing sighed, his gaze dimmed, and he glanced at He Bicheng and Yan Mo, whose faces were grim. In the end, he had no choice but to compromise and said this.

They were all members of the Xuan Yin Sect. Regardless of their internal responsibilities, they could not simply stand idly by and do nothing, especially given He Bicheng's special status. Qiu Xing could not just watch him get killed.

As for the "Falling Cliff Token," although it is rare, there may still be a chance to obtain it.

"Okay, let them go first, but you have to stay."

Huangfu Chengren nodded and spoke decisively, waving to his subordinates, who immediately understood, stopped their attack, and made way for He Bicheng and Yanmo, who were surrounded.

At this moment, the two were in very bad shape, looking disheveled, covered in wounds, and spitting blood. Their eyes revealed a hint of resentment as they looked at the group. Seeing that the group that had surrounded them had stopped, the two turned to Qiu Xing and gave him a complicated look, opening their mouths as if to say something but then stopping.

"You two go first, I'll catch up with you in a bit."

Ignoring their complicated thoughts, Qiu Xing nodded to them and gave them some instructions.

"...Okay, be careful."

Yanmo remained silent for a moment, looked at Qiu Xing with a glint in his eyes, and finally nodded. He took a deep breath, grabbed He Bicheng, and without the slightest hesitation, sped away into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight.

Even though their cultivation has now broken through, they are still struggling to withstand the combined attack of seven prodigies from Qingzhou, including the Fifth Prince.

"Alright, can you hand over the Clifffall Token now?"

Seeing the two walk away, Huangpu Chengren did not stop them. He turned to Qiu Xing and said indifferently, inserting the dragon-patterned staff in his hand into the ground, spreading out circles of blood-red patterns.

"call……"

Qiu Xing let out a heavy sigh, looked up at the group, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. After a long while, he shook his head, slowly took out a small jade pendant, about half the size of his palm, from his storage bag, and held it in his hand, where it shimmered with a soft light.

"I can give you the Clifffall Token, but you must promise not to harm me. After I give you the Clifffall Token, you must let me go and not chase after me."

A look of pain crossed Qiu Xing's face as he looked away from the Clifffall Token in his hand and said in a low voice.

"Can!"

Huangfu Chengren agreed without hesitation. For him, since he had already let He Bicheng and Yanmo go, it wouldn't matter if there was one more Qiu Xing.

"Alright, make a vow, otherwise I won't believe you and I'm afraid you'll suddenly go back on your word."

Qiu Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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"OK."

This request wasn't too difficult, so Huangpu Chengren readily made the vow. After doing all this, he fixed his gaze on Qiu Xing and said calmly.

"Now, can you hand over the Clifffall Token?"

His tone was indifferent, yet carried an air of unquestionable authority.

Qiu Xing pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, suppressing his displeasure. His face showed a slight bitterness. He shook his head, gave Huangpu Chengren a deep look, threw the cliff-falling token in his hand, and then turned around and sped away without hesitation.

"Young master, are we just going to let them leave like this?" one of the subordinates asked in a low voice, unwilling to give up.

This young man had already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage in his cultivation. He spoke with a respectful tone, but judging from his position, it was clear that he had a close relationship with Huangpu Chengren.

It was Chen Guang, one of Huangfu Chengren's confidants.

"These three are exceptionally talented and are the prodigies of the Xuan Yin Sect in Wuzhou. If we let them leave without this opportunity, they will undoubtedly become a major obstacle to our future growth. Especially He Bicheng, whose cultivation level is the lowest, but whose combat power surpasses that of an ordinary peak Golden Core cultivator."

Chen Guang's expression was displeased as he spoke softly, giving a throat-slitting look, his words subtly revealing a murderous intent.

"Moreover, all three of them are on the bounty list, and their heads are very valuable. If we can capture them all, it will greatly enhance your prestige."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Chengren's eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly tempted. He toyed with the Falling Cliff Token in his hand, remained silent for a moment, watched Qiu Xing depart, and finally shook his head, speaking softly:

"Fine, since the oath has been made, I am not one to break my word. Besides, this guy is no simpleton. If we really push him too far, these three will fight desperately. Even if we can suppress them, we will suffer heavy casualties. In that case, it will be a losing proposition."

Huangpu Chengren exhaled softly, licked his lips, his expression calm, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and continued:

"The Blood Fiend Spirit Spring has already dried up. We've already obtained the Fallen Cliff Token, so there's no need to fight them to the death. As the pride of the Xuan Yin Sect, they must possess some trump cards, and besides..."

A cold smile appeared on Huangfu Chengren's face, a hint of ferocity flashing between his brows. He lightly tapped his forehead with his finger, and his words carried a touch of mockery as he said:

"After all, my dear brothers are also going into the abyss this time... They should be happy to see me fight to the death, and then reap the benefits... Let them take these three tough nuts."

"As for now, it's not the right time. Military merits are just a bonus. Although they are valuable, it's not worth making a big fuss about them."

Upon hearing this, Chen Guang immediately understood, and a look of admiration naturally appeared on his face. However, a trace of resentment still lingered on his expression. He didn't say anything more, but nodded, clasped his hands, and said with emotion:

"Young Master's thinking is indeed more comprehensive; that makes sense. It's just a pity that these three got off easy. They even stole Young Master's Blood Fiend Spirit Spring; they truly deserve to die!"

As Chen Guang spoke, a hint of resentment involuntarily appeared on his face, as if he felt the same way and was thinking of Huangpu Chengren.

"Hehe," Huangfu Chengren chuckled softly, giving Chen Guang a deep look, his tone carrying a strange undertone, as if he were quite interested:

"It's a pity that the Blood Fiend Spirit Spring has been completely absorbed by them... There's nothing we can do about it now. On the contrary, I'm quite interested in the place they mentioned..."

"Based on their conversation just now, this 'Clifffall Token' seems to be more than just military merit; it seems to contain something else, which is why they call it a key?... "

Huangpu Chengren pondered for a moment, then lowered his head to carefully examine the cliff-falling token in his hand, rubbing his fingers together thoughtfully.

This cliff-falling token is made entirely of jade, and is generally similar to the one in Yu Changsheng's hand, but there are some differences in the details. It is pure white and emits a faint, soft light. The patterns on the front are engraved and look very mysterious at first glance, as if they are flowing. The back is engraved with a faint crescent moon mark.

"Since that's the case..." Chen Guang's gaze also darkened. He glanced at the Falling Cliff Token in Huangpu Chengren's hand, and spoke softly with a slight tremor of his lips, exuding a faint killing intent.

"Since that's the case, while there's still time, I'll capture one of the three of them and torture him thoroughly; we're sure to get some information from him."

"No need." Huangfu Chengren exhaled, put away the cliff-falling token, turned to look at Chen Guang, and suddenly smiled.

"There's no need to waste your energy on this. You'll find out when the time is right. Chenguang, you're so considerate of me, so loyal, and so hands-on. You truly are my trusted confidant."

Huangpu Chengren sighed and patted Chenguang on the shoulder with a smile.

"To serve you, my lord, is an honor of my own. I will do my utmost and remain loyal to the end."

Chen Guang shrank back, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and replied. (End of Chapter)