Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Three dark figures streaked across the sky like meteors, hurtling towards the two. Nangong Wan instantly drew his Purple Lightning Sword, its blade flashing like lightning, meeting the attack of the one in front. The sword energies collided, erupting in dazzling sparks. Nangong Wan used the force to retreat, protecting Fu Shaoping even more tightly.

"As expected, they are from the Black Wind Sect!" Nangong Wan said coldly, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Fu Shaoping forced himself to stand upright, Qing Shuang Sword in hand: "It seems they are determined to wipe them out completely."

"Hand over the treasures of the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Dragon, along with the scroll of silk and the jade slip!" the leader of the men in black shouted sharply, his curved blade gleaming with an eerie cold light. "Otherwise, today will be your death day!"

Nangong Wan sneered: "Just the three of you?"

Before the words were even finished, the three attacked simultaneously. The man in black aimed his curved blade straight for Nangong Wan's throat, while the other two attacked Fu Shaoping from the left and right. Nangong Wan met the curved blade with his Purple Lightning Sword, lightning and black light intertwining, bursting out with a piercing sound. Fu Shaoping swept his Azure Frost Sword horizontally, the sword energy like a rainbow, forcing back the attacker on the left.

However, the man on the right was extremely fast. He slashed down with his sword, and Fu Shaoping barely dodged, but a bloody gash was still left on his shoulder. The poison hadn't been cleared, and his reactions were noticeably slower.

"Shaoping!" Nangong Wan was frantic with worry upon seeing this. Lightning surged on his Purple Lightning Sword, instantly repelling the man in black, and he turned to come to Fu Shaoping's aid. But at that moment, the man in black who had been repelled suddenly pulled out a black sphere from his robes and hurled it at Fu Shaoping!
"Watch out for an explosion!" Nangong Wan exclaimed.

Fu Shaoping was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by the blast wave. Excruciating pain shot through his body as he struggled to get up, only to feel a dizzying sensation.

"Shaoping!" Nangong Wan rushed towards Fu Shaoping without regard for her own safety, but was stopped by the man in black. A curved blade was held to her neck, its chilling aura palpable: "If you don't want her to die, hand over the goods!"

Fu Shaoping forced himself to his feet, his Green Frost Sword trembling in his hand: "Don't even think about it!"

Just as the men in black were about to strike, a golden light suddenly descended from the sky, transforming into a barrier that enveloped the three. Immediately afterward, a majestic voice rang out: "How dare you run wild on the territory of the Xuan Tian Sect!"

As the golden light faded, an elderly man with white hair appeared out of thin air. He wore a long black robe with the emblem of the Xuan Tian Sect embroidered on his chest, his eyes were like lightning, and his aura was imposing.

"Master!" Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

The newcomer was none other than Nangong Xuan, the head of the Xuantian Sect and father of Nangong Wan. He coldly surveyed the three Black Wind Sect disciples: "The Black Wind Sect has quite the audacity, daring to commit violence in front of my Xuantian Sect's gates!"

Upon seeing this, the man in black's expression changed drastically, but he still forced a smile and said, "Sect Leader Nangong, this matter has nothing to do with the Black Wind Sect. It was just the three of us brothers chasing down a traitor."

"Insolence!" Nangong Xuan roared, flicking his sleeve. Three golden talismans flew out, instantly binding the three Black Wind Sect disciples. He said coldly, "Take them away for proper interrogation. If they utter even a single lie, they will be severely punished!"

After the Black Wind Sect disciples were taken away, Nangong Xuan immediately went to his daughter and Fu Shaoping's side. He first checked on Nangong Wan's condition, and after confirming that she was unharmed, he looked at Fu Shaoping: "Shaoping, how are your injuries?"

Fu Shaoping forced a bow: "This disciple is unharmed, only the toxins haven't been cleared, leaving me somewhat weak."

Nangong Xuan frowned, his gaze falling on the still-visible poison marks on Fu Shaoping's arm: "The poison of the Poisonous Flood Dragon is no ordinary matter; you still have residual toxins in your body. Someone, take Fu Shaoping back to the alchemy room and have the alchemy elder detoxify him."

Two Xuan Tian Sect disciples immediately stepped forward to help Fu Shaoping up. Just then, Fu Shaoping suddenly remembered something and struggled to say, "Master...the map and the silk cloth..."

Nangong Xuan nodded: "I've seen what you brought back. Let's go to the alchemy room first, and we can discuss the details after the detoxification."

Half an hour later, Fu Shaoping lay on the stone bed in the alchemy room, his entire body enveloped in a pale green aura. The alchemy elder held a jade bottle and was channeling spiritual energy into his body. Nangong Xuan and Nangong Wan stood to the side, their expressions solemn.

"Master, why is the Black Wind Sect so concerned about the Azure Scale Poisonous Flood Dragon?" Nangong Wan couldn't help but ask.

Nangong Xuan pondered, "Although the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Flood Dragon is not an ancient beast, its venom is exceptionally precious, a crucial ingredient for refining high-grade poison pills. More importantly," he paused, "legend has it that the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Flood Dragon guards ancient ruins, containing unparalleled opportunities."

"Ancient relics?" Nangong Wan and Fu Shaoping exclaimed simultaneously.

Nangong Xuan nodded: "That's right. Deep within Qingya Mountain, there is indeed a cave dwelling left by an ancient cultivator, containing records of Qi observation techniques and hidden immortal treasures. However, for thousands of years, no one has been able to find the entrance. I never expected that you would discover it by chance."

Fu Shaoping's heart skipped a beat: "Master, the map on that silk cloth..."

"This is indeed the path leading to the ruins." Nangong Xuan took the jade slip handed to him by the alchemy elder, examined it, and nodded. "This map does indeed point to a hidden cave deep within Qingya Mountain. However..." His expression suddenly turned serious, "The Black Wind Sect clearly knows about this as well, and they may have an even more powerful force supporting them."

As they were talking, the green light emanating from Fu Shaoping suddenly intensified, then slowly dissipated. The alchemy elder retrieved the jade bottle: "The toxins have been cleared, and Fu Shaoping's injuries have stabilized. However, he needs to rest for a few days and should avoid strenuous activity."

Nangong Xuan nodded: "Alright, you should rest and recuperate. Nangong Wan, come with me."

After the two left the alchemy room, Fu Shaoping leaned against the headboard and took out the fragment of the cyan jade slip. The patterns on the fragment were faintly visible in the sunlight, seemingly containing some kind of mysterious power. He tried to infuse it with a trace of true energy; the jade slip fragment warmed slightly, but there was no other reaction.

"It seems that more research is needed," Fu Shaoping muttered to himself.

At the same time, Nangong Xuan brought Nangong Wan to his cave dwelling. The cave dwelling was simply furnished, with a stone table in the center and various talismans and array diagrams hanging on the surrounding walls.

"Wan'er, you've spent a long time with Shaoping, do you know anything unusual about him?" Nangong Xuan asked bluntly.

Nangong Wan was taken aback: "Master, why do you say that? Shaoping is intelligent and upright, except..."

"Besides what?"

Nangong Wan hesitated for a moment: "Besides the fact that his cultivation speed is much faster than ordinary people, and that he sometimes senses fluctuations in spiritual energy for no reason, Master, could it be that Shaoping..."

“He does indeed possess something special,” Nangong Xuan nodded. “When I took him as my disciple, I discovered his unique physique. He seemed to have a natural affinity for sword energy, and he could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and convert it into his own true energy, far more efficiently than ordinary people.”

"Then this time, the Azure Frost Sword Technique..."

"It's probably related to his special physique," Nangong Xuan pondered. "The power in that jade slip resonated with some latent power within him, causing the sword energy to erupt. This is both an opportunity and a hidden danger. If he can't fully control it, it might backfire." Nangong Wan asked worriedly, "What should we do?"

Nangong Xuan said solemnly, "I have already sent messages to several elders, and they will discuss countermeasures together. Until then, Shaoping should not use the Azure Frost Sword Technique again. Furthermore," he paused, "the Black Wind Sect may be backed by demonic forces; this incident is likely just the beginning."

"The Demonic Path?" Nangong Wan's expression changed slightly.

Nangong Xuan nodded: "While the venom of the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Dragon is precious, it's not enough to warrant such a large-scale operation from the Black Wind Sect. I suspect they're searching for some kind of evil technique that can combine with the venom. If that's the case, things are serious."

As the two were talking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the cave. A Xuan Tian Sect disciple rushed in: "Sect Leader, it's terrible! The Black Wind Sect has gathered a large force and has already attacked the mountain gate!"

Nangong Xuan and Nangong Wan's expressions changed simultaneously. Nangong Xuan immediately stood up: "Prepare your swords, follow me to meet the enemy!"

When Nangong Xuan and Nangong Wan arrived at the mountain gate, the scene before them was shocking. Hundreds of Black Wind Sect disciples stood in a dark mass in front of the gate, led by the Black Wind Sect elder. However, beside him was a woman in a blood-red robe, with a bewitching face and eerie red light flashing in her eyes.

"Sect Leader Nangong, how have you been?" the Black Wind Sect elder sneered. "We've come uninvited today to demand something—the treasures of the Azure Scale Poisonous Flood Dragon, and that scroll of silk and jade slip."

Nangong Xuan coldly replied, "Don't even think about it!"

The woman in the blood-red robe suddenly chuckled, "Sect Leader Nangong, you certainly have a grand display of power. However..." She lightly tapped her finger, and a beam of crimson light shot towards the mountain gate, "Are you sure you want to destroy the foundation of your Xuantian Sect for the sake of two juniors?"

The crimson light touched the mountain gate and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist. A corrosive sound rang out, and the sturdy mountain gate began to show signs of corrosion!

Nangong Xuan's expression changed drastically: "Blood Fiend Sect! You actually colluded with the Blood Fiend Sect!"

The woman in the blood-red robe said smugly, "It's not too late to find out now. Hand over the item, and I might spare the lives of everyone in your Xuantian Sect!"

A storm is brewing. A great battle concerning the survival of the Xuantian Sect is about to erupt.
The crimson light corroded the mountain gate with a piercing sound. Nangong Xuan's expression was solemn. He waved his whisk, and a golden barrier instantly enveloped the entire mountain gate. "The Blood Fiend Sect dares to openly offend my Xuantian Sect!" His voice was like thunder, making everyone present feel a pain in their eardrums.

The woman in the blood-red robe smiled contemptuously: "Old man Nangong, times have changed. Now the demonic path is flourishing, and the righteous path is declining. Your Xuantian Sect is nothing but a dying ember." With a flick of her finger, another beam of blood-red light shot out, and spiderweb-like cracks immediately appeared on the golden barrier.

"Father!" Nangong Wan drew her Purple Lightning Sword, its blade humming. "Your daughter is willing to fight alongside you!"

Nangong Xuan nodded slightly, then looked at Fu Shaoping: "Shaoping, your injuries haven't healed yet, stay behind."

Although Fu Shaoping was still recovering from his serious injuries, how could he stand idly by? He forced himself to stand up, Qing Shuang Sword in hand: "Master, although I am not fully healed, my sword spirit remains. Moreover," he gripped the jade slip fragment in his hand, feeling the mysterious power within him stirring, "the power within this jade slip might be able to lend us a helping hand at a crucial moment."

Nangong Xuan gave him a deep look, and finally nodded: "Use it carefully, and remember to stop when you've had enough."

The Black Wind Sect elder sneered, "Since you're courting death, then so be it!" He waved his hand sharply, and hundreds of Black Wind Sect disciples surged toward the mountain gate like a tidal wave.

"Form the formation!" Nangong Xuan commanded, and the Xuantian Sect disciples swiftly changed positions, forming the Xuantian Sword Formation. Sword light crisscrossed, cutting down all the Black Wind Sect disciples charging at the forefront.

Seeing this, the woman in the blood-red robe curled into a strange smile: "A mere trick." With a wave of her hand, her blood-red robe billowed without wind, and the surrounding air instantly became viscous. The Xuan Tian Sect disciples, shrouded in the blood aura, became sluggish, as if sinking into a quagmire.

"This is... the Blood Fiend Domain of the Blood Fiend Sect?" Nangong Xuan's expression changed drastically. "No wonder they dare to be so arrogant!"

Nangong Wan drew her Purple Lightning Sword, its light flashing like lightning, instantly severing several disciples corrupted by blood energy. However, she quickly discovered that the sword's lightning power was significantly weakened within the Blood Fiend Domain.

"Shaoping!" she called out to Fu Shaoping, "Use your Azure Frost Sword Technique!"

Fu Shaoping nodded, forcing himself to circulate his inner energy. Runes on the Azure Frost Sword lit up, and a streak of azure sword energy shot straight at the woman in the blood-red robe. However, the sword energy was corroded by the blood energy the instant it approached the woman, greatly reducing its power.

The woman in the blood-red robe smiled contemptuously: "Is that all you've got?" With a flick of her finger, a beam of blood-red light shot towards Fu Shaoping. Fu Shaoping barely dodged, but the light still grazed his shoulder, and strange black and red patterns immediately appeared on the wound.

"Shaoping!" Nangong Wan exclaimed, his Purple Lightning Sword transforming into lightning as it pierced straight at the woman in the blood-red robe. The woman in the blood-red robe neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the Purple Lightning Sword to pierce her chest. Yet, at the wound, the flesh writhed, completely absorbing the power of the Purple Lightning!

"It's useless." The woman in the blood-red robe licked her lips, her eyes glowing even brighter with red light. "Within the Blood Fiend Domain, I am the ruler!"

Just as the Xuan Tian Sect members were in dire straits, the jade slip fragment in Fu Shaoping's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling azure light. The dormant power within him erupted instantly, the runes on the Azure Frost Sword blazed brightly, and the sword energy soared like a rainbow, actually tearing a gap in the Blood Fiend Domain!
"This is... a sword spirit awakening?" Nangong Xuan stared in shock at the scene. "Shaoping's Azure Frost Sword has actually resonated with a sword spirit!"

The woman in the blood-red robe's expression changed drastically: "Impossible! How could this kid possibly..."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fu Shaoping swung his sword, unleashing a cyan sword aura that swept out like a dragon, dispersing blood wherever it passed. The Black Wind Sect disciples' formation was thrown into chaos, and countless Xuan Tian Sect disciples seized the opportunity to slaughter them.

"Retreat!" Seeing the situation was dire, the Black Wind Sect elder immediately ordered a retreat. The woman in the blood-red robe glanced at Fu Shaoping unwillingly, but finally gritted her teeth and followed him in the retreat.

The crisis was temporarily averted, but the Xuan Tian Sect's mountain gate was mostly destroyed. Nangong Xuan ordered people to clean up the mess and summoned several elders to discuss countermeasures.

"Why did the Blood Fiend Sect suddenly attack my Xuantian Sect?" Nangong Xuan frowned. "Who is behind them?"

An elder with white hair pondered, "Sect Leader, this matter is likely related to the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Flood Dragon. The Blood Fiend Sect has always practiced evil arts, and the poison of the Azure-Scaled Poisonous Flood Dragon is precisely the material they covet. Furthermore, that jade slip may very well contain ancient secret techniques."

Another elder added, "What's even more terrifying is that the woman in the blood-red robe seems to be practicing the 'Blood Fiend Demonic Art,' a long-lost technique of the Blood Fiend Sect. This art requires a large amount of blood essence to cultivate and is incredibly powerful."

Nangong Xuan nodded: "It seems things are more complicated than we imagined. Shaoping, about that jade slip fragment of yours..."

(End of this chapter)