Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"Let's go, let him cultivate here," Feng Jilan said, still holding Nie Zhao in his arms. "He was pushed to his limit when he fought you, and he's about to break through. Don't disturb him."

Several disciples who had exhausted their spiritual energy also got up.

Tan Suiting spoke up: "I will stay behind to protect the Dharma."

Fortunately, Cold Heart Lake is rich in spiritual energy, so he can recover here.

Feng Jilan was in a hurry to treat his injured eldest disciple, so he waved his hand and followed him.

Fu Yao followed closely behind, and she looked to be in her early twenties. As cultivators aged, their appearance would not change much over time.

At first glance, she's clearly just a junior sister; she doesn't look like a powerful expert at the Taixu Realm at all.

"Senior brother, where's Senior Brother Yu? I haven't seen him."

"He was in the Sun and Moon Palace. He knew it was you as soon as he heard the noise. He told you to beat them up as a celebration for your release from seclusion, but you went too far."

Yu Xintang and Shen Chunri, who were standing next to each other, exchanged glances and rolled their eyes almost simultaneously.

Damn. A whole sect of lunatics.

Fu Yao hugged Shen Chunri, channeling spiritual energy into her while intently looking at Nie Zhao in his arms: "I was wrong, I was wrong, isn't this a little phoenix? It's grown so beautiful..."

*

It took Xie Weixing three days to break through to the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

When he opened his eyes, Fu Yao and Shen Chunri were squatting in front of him eating popsicles, looking like hooligans.

Xie Weixing: ?

"You're awake," Fu Yao laughed. "I heard that it only took you less than two years to go from having no cultivation to the late stage of the Golden Core realm."

Xie Weixing was a little taken aback, but nodded.

She and Shen Chunri had their arms around each other's shoulders, looking like close sisters.

"Amazing!" Fu Yao said. "This is the first time I've ever seen such a strange genius like you. If you get beaten up in the future, just mention my name. Your junior uncle has a lot of influence in the cultivation world."

……

How magical!

The person who almost got blown up with a grenade a few days ago is now acting like an idiot.

Does mentioning her name mean I'll get punched a couple more times?

As Feng Jilan passed by and saw this scene, he clicked his tongue in exasperation: "Fu Yao!"

The woman shuddered.

"As a junior martial uncle, you should shoulder the responsibilities of an elder of the Feng Hua Sect and help with the work of the inner and outer courtyards," Feng Jilan grabbed her by the ear and pulled her up. "What are you doing here all day, fooling around with Shen Chunri and Xie Weixing! What future do you have following them!"

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Xie Weixing, who had just opened his eyes: ...?

No wonder my back seems to be getting more and more hunched lately; it turns out he's been taking all the blame.

Xie Weixing chuckled, wishing he could accept all the fates that Nezha refused to accept.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Feng Jilan poked his forehead with a finger: "Xie Weixing, you've corrupted everyone! Look at yourself, how will you manage when you're old!"

Xie Weixing was so angry he laughed: "Huh?"

Fu Yao was caught by her senior brother, and she rubbed her hands together obsequiously and chuckled, not daring to speak up for him.

Xie Weixing looked up, a polite smile on his lips: "Master, don't worry about what will happen to me when I get old."

Feng Jilan raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding: "Huh?"

Xie Weixing pulled Shen Chunri, who was gloating beside him, over: "Look at the two of us like this."

Shen Chunri huddled close to him in fear.

Ok? !

The two of them clung to each other like idiots.

Xie Weixing stared at Feng Jilan with sympathy in his eyes and said slowly, "You should think about what you'll do when you get old."

The wind is fierce and the waves are turbulent.

*

During the three days that Xie Weixing broke through to the next realm, Tan Suiting protected him.

The Azure Lion infused him with spiritual energy, further solidifying his Golden Core foundation so he could prepare for Nascent Soul formation.

Good news: Xie Weixing has achieved a breakthrough.

Even better news: Tan Suiting has entered a meditative state.

Even better news: His Highness the Crown Prince is about to achieve Nascent Soul formation.

Those at the Nascent Soul stage are subject to being struck by lightning, and the Dragon race is the most unique among the alien races.

Because they have a fatal flaw: incomplete divine bones.

The heavenly lightning they endure is more intense and unbearable than that of any other race. Even if they successfully overcome the tribulation and ascend to the upper realm, they will never become gods.

However, cultivation will regress instead of progress. If you do not become a god, you will have to endure the slow decline of your cultivation. Dragons are naturally strong-willed, and those who can ascend are the pride of heaven from childhood. How can they endure such humiliation?

Therefore, the day one becomes a god is the day one dies.

The dragon race has always believed in the supremacy of the strong, regardless of gender. In Tan Suiting's generation, the one who is in charge of the East Sea is his mother.

It seems that a dragon king once repaired the divine bones, but the time was too long ago, and it is impossible to know what method he used.

Despite this, dragons have long remained at the top of the food chain due to their long lifespan, high talent, strong spiritual roots, and many other factors.

The number one sect in the cultivation world.

*

Behind the mountain, Hanxin Lake.

Dark clouds surged like spilled ink, and purple-gold lightning roared deep within the clouds, each bolt of lightning carrying a pressure that seemed capable of crushing the very soul.

"Oh no!" Feng Jilan, who was drinking tea in the Hall of Longevity, suddenly stood up.

He rushed over, but Feng Yu had already arrived.

"Hurry up." Feng Jilan frowned and said to Xie Weixing, who was still eating a roasted chicken leg, "Little Dragon has formed his Nascent Soul ahead of schedule and is about to undergo tribulation."

Xie Weixing: ?

Feng Yu quickly pasted several talismans in the four directions of Cold Heart Lake: east, west, south, and north.

"Dragons are born with incomplete divine bones. When they undergo tribulation, the laws of heaven and earth will double the reckoning. Others' Nascent Soul tribulation ends after three lightning strikes, but he suffers nine, the power of which is several times greater," Feng Jilan said, throwing Xie Weixing out of Cold Heart Lake. "Go! Don't go into the back mountain!"

Xie Weixing stepped onto the tree trunk to steady himself.

He knew he couldn't take the blame for Tan Suiting, so he stood coldly at the entrance to the back mountain.

Yu Xintang also arrived, and casually took his chicken leg, then sat down to share the spoils with Shen Chunri.

The two soon started fighting over the unequal distribution of the spoils.

Xie Weixing rolled his eyes.

He was as nervous as a new dad waiting for his wife to give birth at the door; the only thing missing was someone standing next to him giving him a stand-up comedy routine.

"What's wrong?" Shen Chunri leaned closer. "Are you worried about Xiao Tan? You seem so nervous?"

Xie Weixing glanced at her: "You heartless snake. All mollusks are like that."

The world's least respectful people of reptiles.

"Heh," Shen Chunri said, pulling Yu Xintang along, his lips twitching. He grabbed Yu Xintang's sleeve to wipe the grease from his mouth, which he had been eating chicken legs with. "You mean to say that you, a mere Golden Core cultivator, are worried about someone else's Nascent Soul stage?"

"Shen Chunri, you're going to die!"

Xie Weixing:

Don't say that.

It's so heartbreaking, I suddenly realized.

Even so, his grip loosened slightly due to nervousness.

"It's alright," Shen Chunri said casually, hooking her arm around his shoulder. "We'll stay with you."

Yu Xintang smiled at him: "Xiaolong will definitely succeed, believe in him."