Yunmeng Immortal Clan

"To be honest, I am Yin Wujiu of the Corpse Demon Sect. Fellow Daoist, you come and go from the Pavilion of Heroes, how could you possibly be an ordinary Qi Refining stage immortal cultivator? Fellow Daoist must be a Foundation Establishment immortal cultivator who uses some kind of concealment technique!" Yin Wujiu said with a hearty laugh.

Upon hearing Yin Wujiu's words, Song Daoxuan's expression involuntarily turned wary of this person.

He knew all too well the ways of demonic cultivators; they were cruel and bloodthirsty, treating human life as worthless, and utterly devoid of integrity.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, I have no prior grudges against you and have never had any dealings with you. What business do you have with me, Fellow Daoist Yin?" A second-tier defensive talisman was already prepared in Song Daoxuan's sleeve.

As soon as the opponent makes a move, a second-tier talisman hidden in his sleeve can be activated at any time to block the opponent's attack.

But then Yin Wujiu simply said, "Fellow Daoist, you are overthinking it. I merely guessed that you are an alchemist, and I wish to hire you as my full-time alchemist. If you agree, I promise to provide all the cultivation resources you need to reach the late Foundation Establishment stage!"

To be honest, even if Yin Wujiu were a demonic cultivator from the cultivation world, this condition would still be enough to tempt most Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, as for cultivation resources, Song Daoxuan could easily earn enough for his own cultivation by relying on the Qi Gathering Immortal Gourd and his alchemy skills.

If one were to truly become Yin Wujiu's full-time alchemist, it would be tantamount to living under someone else's roof. Furthermore, refining pills for demonic cultivators would be tantamount to joining the demonic camp and betraying the entire righteous path of cultivators.

While it's true that righteous cultivators are extremely hypocritical, what good are demonic cultivators anyway? Staying in the demonic sect is like trying to get something from a tiger; life and death are uncertain.

After a moment's thought, Song Daoxuan declined Yin Wujiu's offer.

Facing the two Foundation Establishment cultivators before him, Song Daoxuan could not say he could defeat them, but with his primordial spirit artifact, the Soul-Stabilizing Bell, numerous second-tier talismans, and the trump card of the Five Thunder Dao Talisman, he was confident he could win.

With his improved Five Elemental Roots, he wasn't sure he could kill the two demonic cultivators in front of him, but he was absolutely confident he could escape from them and survive.

Yin Wujiu tried to persuade him again and again, but Song Daoxuan refused each time.

As the young master of the Blood Refining Hall of the Corpse Demon Sect, Yin Wujiu was proud and arrogant from a young age, and had never seen anyone refuse his kindness.

Yin Wujiu, dressed in red, was instantly enraged. His magical power surged, and his Foundation Establishment stage divine sense spread towards Song Daoxuan.

"I, Yin Wujiu, sincerely invite you, fellow Daoist. Please don't be ungrateful!"

Song Daoxuan also smiled coldly. His storage bag flashed with azure light. As long as Yin Wujiu made a move against him, the Azure Lotus Magic Sword would naturally fly out quickly.

However, upon seeing this tense situation, the Foundation Establishment servant, Old Man Mi, standing beside Yin Wujiu, advised his young master:

"Young Master, this person's spiritual sense is so strong that he is probably not an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, he is quite young to have established his foundation. He is probably a genius from some great clan or sect. He is not afraid of the two of us who are at the Foundation Establishment stage of the Demonic Path. If his elders were here, we two would probably not be able to subdue him!"

"Furthermore, the young master has committed atrocities in this Yunmeng Market, slaughtering many disciples of the Zhuxi Sect. The higher-ups of the Zhuxi Sect have already taken notice of this place. Since this person has no grudge against us, it would be best if we refrained from committing any more killings!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Wujiu, dressed in red, suppressed his restless aura.

Then they transformed into two streaks of blood-red rainbow light and fled from this place.

"I hope you take care of yourself..." Before leaving, the young master of the Blood Refining Hall of the Corpse Demon Sect left behind such an elusive sentence.

However, Song Daoxuan sensed a strong sense of threat in those words.

"Well done, Yin Wujiu..." Seeing that the two demonic cultivators had completely escaped, Song Daoxuan took out his flying sword, transformed into a streak of light, and used his sword control technique to escape towards the Azure Lotus Islands.

Upon returning to the Qinglian Islands, Song Daoxuan did not rush to set up an altar to refine elixirs.

Instead, they found his second uncle, Song Hongdong, who was the only member of the family besides his parents.

It was because my second uncle and I had a good relationship, and the two families often interacted when we weren't cultivating.

He found his second uncle with only one purpose: to use the Purple Dew to cure the drawbacks of the Mysterious Yin Cold Water.

After treating Zhou Yuling's physical problems, Song Daoxuan was thinking of curing his second uncle's permanent ailment.

However, at that time, my cultivation level was only at the Qi Refining stage. If I could easily solve my second uncle's long-standing problem, my secret might be exposed.

However, now that he has already established his immortal foundation, even if he doesn't explain the origin of the Purple Dew, probably no one in the entire cultivation family would dare to ask.

"Daoxuan, do you really think you can solve the hidden danger of the Xuan Yin Cold Water for me?" When Second Uncle Song Hongdong heard that Song Daoxuan was going to completely solve the hidden danger of the Xuan Yin Cold Water for him, he thought he had misheard. When he met his nephew's firm gaze, he asked his nephew with some doubt.

Song Daoxuan would naturally not reveal the secret of his Qi-gathering gourd.

"Second Uncle, you don't need to worry about it. But you must keep the fact that your nephew treated you a secret!" Song Daoxuan urged.

Hearing Song Daoxuan's words, Song Hongdong, though somewhat confused, had no choice but to obey and lie cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Song Daoxuan condensed the Purple Dew he had prepared beforehand into a stream of energy, and patted it behind Song Hongdong. This pure yang energy instantly permeated Song Hongdong's limbs and bones.

Before long, the chilling aura of the Xuan Yin Cold Water that had been troubling Second Uncle Song Hongdong was completely wiped away by the aura of the Purple Cloud Dew.

After the drawbacks were eliminated, Second Uncle Song Hongdong instantly felt his blood and energy surge and his complexion improved greatly.

Second Uncle Song Hongdong was always diligent in his cultivation. Over the years, he was trapped by the cold energy of the Foundation Establishment spiritual object, Xuan Yin Cold Water, and had long since reached the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage, with his whole body full of spiritual energy.

With the drawbacks gone, Second Uncle Song Hongdong had a slight realization and found the possibility of breaking through his realm and becoming a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Excellent! Dao Xuan, you have completely cleared the cold energy from my body. I have even sensed a breakthrough opportunity. In the days to come, I will definitely go into seclusion. If I can achieve the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I wonder which of the many immortal clans in Yunmeng Immortal Continent will dare to bully my Qinglian Song Clan?"

Second Uncle Song Hongdong expressed his gratitude to Song Daoxuan, and then hurriedly went into seclusion to break through his cultivation level.