Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

However, after Lu Fan uttered his first question, Xuanxuzi didn't say anything, but hesitated for a moment.

This caused the Ancient Ancestor Gu Xin, who was eager to take Wang Qingzhu away, to immediately darken his face. His voice boomed like thunder as he shouted, "You junior, how utterly rude! How dare you interrupt when I'm conversing with Fellow Daoist Xuan!"

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In an instant, the might of the Nascent Soul suddenly erupted! It directly threatened Lu Fan!

With a thud, Lu Fan felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down on his head. His knees slammed heavily onto the bluestone floor, and he collapsed to the ground in less than half a second.

In an instant, blood flowed from all seven orifices! His skin cracked and blood flowed freely. In this state, Lu Fan couldn't even lift his head, let alone move a finger; that would be considered defying the heavens.

This was just a wisp of pressure casually released by Ancestor Gu Xin!

This also proves the saying: all those below the Nascent Soul stage are mere ants!

That majestic divine power was something that low-level cultivators simply could not withstand.

Elder He Yan, who had been standing with Lu Fan and wanted to dissuade Xuan Xuzi, was so frightened that he took a step back and dared not say another word.

"Cough!" Lu Fan couldn't withstand the pressure of the Nascent Soul and coughed up a mouthful of blood! His body and soul seemed to be about to shatter at this moment!

This was the first time Lu Fan had felt so close to death, and he instinctively wanted to fight back with all his might.

But no matter how he tried to mobilize spiritual energy, it was like throwing a stone into the sea – completely ineffective!

Lu Fan couldn't understand it. He was only talking to his own ancestor and had no intention of contradicting Ancestor Gu Xin, nor would he dare to.

But the other party was so bold as to exert such terrifying pressure on him right in front of Xuanxuzi! This was something Lu Fan never expected.

What chilled Lu Fan even more was that Xuanxuzi, sitting in a high position, showed no intention of helping him out.

It was as if the death of himself, an outer sect steward, had nothing to do with the Dao Sect!

This enraged Lu Fan. He tried desperately to stand up, but the harder he tried, the stronger the pressure became!

He felt as if he had become an ant, being pressed under someone's fingers. This profound sense of powerlessness rendered him completely unable to put up any effective resistance.

Standing to the side, Wang Qingzhu saw Lu Fan bleeding uncontrollably from all seven orifices and unable to speak. She clenched her fists, furious and embarrassed!

"Stop! If you dare kill my disciple in front of me, I will immediately self-destruct my golden core!" Wang Qingzhu was extremely angry at this moment.

He even made a hand gesture on the spot, showing a determination to self-destruct on the spot!

Seeing that Wang Qingzhu was threatening to kill herself, Ancestor Gu Xin withdrew his oppressive aura, as he couldn't bear to see Wang Qingzhu self-destruct.

He still needs Wang Qingzhu to nurture his magic treasure so that it can advance to the level of a true treasure as soon as possible.

"Young man, out of consideration for Qingzhu's pleading on your behalf, I will spare your life for now, and teach you a lesson!" Gu Xin said coldly.

Although Lu Fan was no longer intimidated by the oppressive aura, he was still seriously injured and barely had the strength to breathe.

At this moment, even though he was furious, he didn't dare to look Gu Xin in the eye.

The power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is terrifying!

Wang Qingzhu hurriedly knelt down, took out a high-grade healing medicine, and stuffed it into Lu Fan's mouth. Her eyes were filled with tears as she scolded, "Why are you always so reckless! Who asked you to plead for me! Do you know you'll die!"

At this moment, Wang Qingzhu's seemingly stern rebuke was actually a sign of her concern for Lu Fan.

Did Lu Fan not understand? He understood perfectly; he just didn't want Wang Qingzhu to go and die.

He knew that as long as Wang Qingzhu became the sword-nurturing furnace of the Ancient Heart Ancestor, she would only face death in the end.

So he stepped forward, using all the courage he had in his life, but all he got in return was a joke.

At this moment, Lu Fan looked at Wang Qingzhu, wanting to say something, but he had nothing to say...

Sitting next to Xuanxuzi, Gu Xin was clearly losing patience. He stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist Xuan, I don't need to elaborate on the current situation of your Dao Sect. Just give me a straight answer, whether you want to exchange or not."

Xuanxuzi fell into deep thought, but in the end he could not resist the temptation of the Longevity Fruit and said, "Fellow Daoist Gu, let Qingzhu become your disciple, but you must not harm her."

"Of course, I will train her as my last disciple and she will never suffer any grievances," Gu Xin said, raising his hand to take out a jade box and tossing it to Xuan Xuzi.

Xuanxuzi accepted the jade box, and after opening it, two spiritual fruits emitting a faint light lay quietly inside.

After putting the jade box into his storage bag, Xuanxuzi looked at Wang Qingzhu and said, "Qingzhu, don't blame me."

"Now that the exchange is complete, I won't linger any longer. Qingzhu, let's go." At this moment, Gu Xin took the lead and transformed into a streak of light, flying out of the main hall.

He never once gave Lu Fan a proper look, as if this insignificant ant had no impact on him whatsoever.

Wang Qingzhu stood there, closed her eyes, trying her best to hold back her tears, then opened her eyes and said, "Senior Gu, please treat Lu Fan well."

Wang Qingzhu knew that this might be the only thing she could do for Lu Fan.

Hearing that even Wang Qingzhu's form of address had changed, Xuanxuzi was somewhat embarrassed, but still said, "Don't worry, she won't die."

Wang Qingzhu glanced at Lu Fan one last time, her voice trembling slightly, and said, "Your cultivation has been difficult, and you've managed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage by sheer luck. From now on, live well!"

Wang Qingzhu's heart was trembling. She didn't expect Lu Fan to suddenly stand up for her. But what could a Foundation Establishment cultivator do?

Wang Qingzhu clenched her fist, then leaped into a streak of light and disappeared from the main hall.

In an instant, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence, and all the elders and disciples looked at Xuanxuzi.

"What are you all looking at? Do you think what I'm doing is wrong?"

"Of the three Supreme Elders of the Dao Sect, I am the only one left. Now, the Sword Pavilion is the only one that can dominate."

"Once I pass away, will my Dao Sect still have a place in this Great Yan? Who among you can shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the Dao Sect?"

As he spoke, Xuanxuzi slowly descended from the high platform and surveyed the crowd.

No one dared to speak; they all kept their heads down and remained silent.

Xuanxuzi walked up to Lu Fan, bowed his head, and said, "Junior, I know you're not convinced, but this is reality. Without strength, you don't even have the right to speak!"

At this moment, under the effect of Wang Qingzhu's healing medicine, Lu Fan gradually regained some strength.

This was also because Ancestor Gu Xin did not intend to kill Lu Fan; otherwise, he would have been reduced to dust under the pressure long ago.

Only then did Steward Ma, who had been stunned for a long time, realize what was happening and hurriedly stepped forward to help Lu Fan up.

Although he had stood up and recovered somewhat, Lu Fan did not argue with him, nor did he complain like a wronged woman, because Xuanxuzi's actions had truly chilled his heart.

Even if Xuanxuzi had just spoken, Ancestor Guxin would not have exerted such terrifying pressure on Lu Fan.

"Disciple understands the good intentions of Ancestor, but disciple was rash," Lu Fan said after a moment of silence.

But these words shocked everyone around them. How could someone remain calm after being so brutally beaten by Ancestor Gu Xin?

"Good that you understand. Go to the alchemy room and get some healing medicine," Xuanxuzi said, raising his hand slightly.

"No need. My Dao foundation has been damaged, and I have no heart to pursue the Dao. Please grant my request, Ancestor!" Lu Fan, barely managing to stay upright, slowly cupped his hands in a respectful bow.

"What? Resign from the sect?" Xuanxuzi naturally understood Lu Fan's thoughts.