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

"It's hard to say... Although the Qingxuan Sect has closed its gates, its foundation remains strong. Mu Wanqiu herself is powerful and has a powerful background. Unless they openly break ties, no one should dare to touch her. However, secretly..."

Senior Sister Mu has arrived in the Northern Region!
Fu Shaoping felt a jolt in his heart, a warm current flowing through him. The sect hadn't forgotten him, and his senior sister had even come to find him personally! But at the same time, a strong sense of unease arose within him. The Northern Region was currently rife with intrigue and danger, and his senior sister, being a clear target, could easily become the center of attention.

We must find her as soon as possible!
Without further hesitation, he put down the money for the tea and quietly left Wenfeng Pavilion.

Walking through the streets of Blackrock City, Fu Shaoping's mind raced. Mu Wanqiu had purchased Xuanbing Marrow. Although this substance was produced in the Northern Region, high-quality pieces were rare, with the most famous source being the "Ten Thousand Year Xuanbing Cave" deep within the "Extreme Northern Ice Plains." She had most likely gone there.

The far northern ice plains are right next to the "Meteor Plains" where strange events are frequently occurring!
A plan quickly formed in Fu Shaoping's mind. He was going to the far north ice plains, partly to find Senior Sister Mu, and partly to investigate the Meteorite Plains. If there were any extraordinary treasures or opportunities there, he could use them to quickly improve his strength; if it was a trap, he wanted to see who was behind it all!

Without further delay, he left Blackrock City, determined his direction, and with a burst of light, transformed into a faint gray streak, silently merging into the sky and speeding northward.

His speed was extremely fast, far exceeding that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators. His physical body and spiritual power, forged in the void, greatly reduced the burden on him during flight. Along the way, he avoided several groups of cultivators and sensed some hidden, powerful auras sweeping around. Clearly, the net searching for him was cast wider than he had imagined.

Several days later, an endless ice field appeared at the edge of the horizon. A biting wind howled, swirling up countless ice shards, creating a vast, desolate landscape. Even the spiritual energy here carried a chilling cold.

Fu Shaoping descended in his escape light, landing atop an ice peak, gazing into the distance. According to the map, the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Profound Ice Cave was located deep within this ice plain. On the other side of the ice plain, a vast plain, dark red in color and resembling one struck by a meteorite, lay the Meteorite Plain.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, his divine sense spreading out into the depths of the icy plain like an invisible spider web, carefully sensing any unique aura belonging to Mu Wanqiu's sword energy or Qingxuan Sect techniques.

At the same time, he also spared a sliver of his attention to vigilantly watch the direction of Meteorite Origin. There, a strange fluctuation was faintly emanating, causing his dantian star core and the power of the Void to tremble slightly.

A new journey has begun in this icy northern plain. The road ahead remains treacherous, but Fu Shaoping's Dao heart, tempered by the void, is as firm as a rock, fearless and undaunted.

With a swift movement, he vanished like a ghost from the summit of the ice peak, stealthily heading towards the depths of the ice plains, or towards the center of the unknown vortex.

Fu Shaoping's figure flickered across the boundless ice plain, each flash covering dozens of feet without leaving a trace on the solid ice beneath his feet. He integrated his understanding of the void into his escape technique, making his figure increasingly elusive and unpredictable, like a ghost on the ice plain.

The deeper they went, the more biting the cold became; even ordinary Golden Core cultivators would need to circulate their internal energy to resist it. But Fu Shaoping's physical body had been tempered and refined by the chaotic currents of the void, so this chill was almost negligible to him. He focused more of his attention on sensing the subtle traces left by Mu Wanqiu.

"Ice Lotus Sword Qi... cold and sharp, yet containing vitality." Fu Shaoping was extremely familiar with Mu Wanqiu's sword intent. He closed his eyes and concentrated, his divine sense as fine as silk, carefully combing through every wisp of energy in the cold wind.

A day later, at the edge of a vast ice rift valley, he finally caught a faint trace of residual sword intent. That sword intent was like a lotus blooming in the ice and snow, pure and aloof—it was Mu Wanqiu's unique "Ice Lotus Sword Intent"!
The sword intent remains fresh and won't last more than three days!
Fu Shaoping's spirits lifted, and he immediately followed the faint guidance, accelerating his descent into the Ice Rift Valley. The valley's terrain was complex, with icicles hanging upside down and icy winds blowing intermittently, capable of cutting through gold and jade. But his agile movements allowed him to evade these attacks at the last possible moment.

After traveling another hundred miles, the traces of sword intent in the air gradually became clearer, and one could even feel a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations that had not completely dissipated.

"There are signs of a battle ahead!"

Fu Shaoping's heart tightened, and he moved three times faster. Soon, a scene of devastation appeared before him. The massive ice wall was crisscrossed with deep marks cut by sword energy, the ground was covered with pits that were a mixture of scorched black and frost, and several spots on the ice were stained with dark red blood that had long since frozen.

He crouched down and examined it carefully. Among the traces of sword energy, besides Mu Wanqiu's pure and righteous Ice Lotus Sword Intent, there were three other completely different auras: one was cold and eerie, with the characteristic of corroding the soul; one was violent and hot, full of destructive intent; and the last one was as heavy as a mountain, with great force.

"At least three experts at the late Golden Core stage or above are besieging Senior Sister here..." Fu Shaoping's eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and killing intent flashed. Judging from the strength of the remaining spiritual energy and the extent of the battlefield destruction, the strength of the attackers should not be underestimated, and their coordination was excellent, clearly indicating that it was premeditated.

He suppressed the urge to immediately pursue and kill, and forced out a barely perceptible wisp of the power of the Void from his fingertips, like the most sensitive hunting dog, capturing the nearly dissipated causal lines and energy trajectories in the air.

“The chilling aura points southwest… a violent aura is mixed in… the heavy aura is slightly off-center…” A glint flashed in Fu Shaoping’s eyes, “They took Senior Sister and headed towards Meteor Plains!”

Their destination is Meteor Plains! This is no coincidence! Either they intend to settle their scores in the chaotic Meteor Plains, or... Meteor Plains itself is part of their scheme!

Without further hesitation, Fu Shaoping transformed into a pale gray streak of light, almost blending into the environment, and sped off in the direction he had been tracking. He concealed his aura to the extreme, like a hunter lurking in the shadows.

The closer one gets to the meteorite plain, the more pronounced the chaotic aura in the air becomes. It is a vast, dark red plain, as if scorched by celestial fire, riddled with enormous craters and rifts. Dark red clouds perpetually shroud the sky, with eerie energy occasionally swirling within. Legend has it that this place was where a meteorite crashed in ancient times, leaving behind fragments of stellar laws and various strange radiations. The environment is harsh, but it has also nurtured some rare spiritual materials, attracting desperate adventurers to explore.

As soon as Fu Shaoping stepped into the Meteorite Plains, he felt the star core in his dantian tremble slightly, feeling a slight affinity for the faint energy of the star fragments permeating the area. At the same time, the wisp of Returning to Nothingness power seemed to become more active, showing an instinctive affinity for the "chaos" and "decay" of this place.

“This place is perfect for me.” Fu Shaoping felt a little more at ease and increased his tracking speed.

Finally, about a thousand miles into the meteorite plain, at the edge of a basin formed by a huge meteorite crater, he sensed intense energy fluctuations coming from ahead!
He stealthily crept behind a huge meteorite and stared intently at it.

In the center of the basin, Mu Wanqiu, dressed in white, now stained with blood and dust, stood tall and straight like a pine tree in the snow. She was surrounded by solidified ice lotuses, her sword energy crisscrossing, creating an impenetrable protective barrier. However, the ice lotuses no longer shone as brightly as in their prime, clearly indicating a significant depletion of their energy.

She was surrounded by three cultivators!
A man dressed in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, held a ghostly banner. With each wave he howled like a ghost, and streaks of black energy tried to erode Mu Wanqiu's protective sword light and soul. This was the source of that cold and eerie aura—the Soul Reaper of the Netherworld Cult!
A burly man, shirtless with dark red skin like lava, swung his fists with blazing energy, relentlessly bombarding the ice lotus. His power was fierce and unparalleled, and he was the master of that violent and scorching aura. Judging from his style of cultivation, he was likely an elder of the Northern Region's demonic sect, "Burning Heaven Valley."

The last person was dressed in heavy earth-yellow armor and wielded a giant sword as big as a door panel. The earth rumbled with his movements, and his sword aura was as heavy as a mountain. Every slash caused Mu Wanqiu's sword light to vibrate violently. He should be a cultivator who was good at earth-type techniques, and may be a guest elder or a rogue cultivator of a certain immortal cultivation family.

The three experts, some at the late stage and others at the peak of the Golden Core realm, worked together seamlessly, clearly intending to leave Mu Wanqiu here permanently!
“The Netherworld Sect…Burning Heaven Valley…and this unknown earth cultivator…” Fu Shaoping’s eyes were icy cold, his killing intent boiling. He didn’t reveal himself immediately, but instead, like the most patient hunter, carefully observed the rhythm of the three’s coordination and the weaknesses in their spiritual energy circulation. At this moment, the battle on the field was becoming increasingly fierce.

The elder of Burning Heaven Valley roared, clasped his fists together, and condensed a huge lava fireball, which he slammed towards Mu Wanqiu! At the same time, the envoy of the Netherworld Sect shook the Ghost Banner, and a solid ghostly shadow shrieked as it rushed towards Mu Wanqiu's brow! Meanwhile, the earth cultivator raised his giant sword high, drawing upon the power of the earth, and a huge earth-yellow sword aura blocked Mu Wanqiu's retreat!
With the combined attack of three forces, it seemed that Mu Wanqiu was about to be overwhelmed!

At this critical moment——

"Buzz!"

An invisible domain of sword intent suddenly descended! It was neither icy cold nor scorching hot, but an absolute "deathly silence" that seemed capable of devouring all sound, light, and even life!
The Sword Intent of Tranquility - Void Town!
The three attackers felt the space around them freeze, and their movements, spiritual power, and even thoughts froze for a moment! The lava fireball, the ghostly figure, and the earthen-yellow sword energy all showed extremely subtle stagnation!
Although this pause lasted only a moment, it was enough for top-tier cultivators!
A gray sword light, as if piercing from the depths of the void, was silent yet so fast that it surpassed the limits of visual perception! Its target was the back of the Netherworld Cult envoy!

The Netherworld Cult envoy's hair stood on end, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire body! He desperately tried to activate the Ghostly Banner to protect himself, but under the suppression of that deathly sword intent, his movements were a beat too slow!

"Pfft!"

The gray sword light easily pierced through his protective ghostly aura, emerging from his chest! The trace of Returning to Nothingness power contained within the sword light instantly erupted, frantically devouring his life force and soul like a black hole!
"Uh..." The Netherworld Cult envoy looked down in disbelief at the empty hole in his chest. His body quickly turned ashen and eventually turned to ashes, without even being able to scream!

One strike instantly killed the Netherworld Cult's Soul-Hooking Messenger, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator!
This sudden turn of events terrified the remaining elders of Burning Heaven Valley and the earth cultivators!

"Who?!" The two men retreated in shock, their eyes fixed on the direction where Fu Shaoping had appeared.

Mu Wanqiu was also stunned. Looking at the familiar figure who had suddenly appeared and killed the powerful enemy with a single sword strike, her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise: "Junior Brother Fu... Junior Brother Fu?!"

Fu Shaoping held the Jingji Sword, his aura no longer concealed. His peak Golden Core cultivation, combined with the powerful blood and qi from his Void Forging and the profoundness of the Returning Void, created a chilling pressure. He looked at Mu Wanqiu, a hint of apology and concern flashing in his eyes: "Senior Sister, I'm sorry I'm late."

Then, he turned his gaze to the remaining two, held the Silence Sword level, its tip pointing outwards, his voice as cold as ancient ice:

"Anyone who touches my senior sister shall die."

Before Fu Shaoping finished speaking, his figure disappeared again like a ghost! It wasn't due to speed, but rather by merging into the folds of the void around him, which were slightly distorted by his sword intent.

The elders of Burning Heaven Valley and the earth cultivator's expressions changed drastically. They stood back to back, frantically scanning their surroundings with their divine senses, but could only capture a void of deathly silence! This feeling of completely losing track of their opponents was even more unsettling than facing a thousand troops.

"Playing tricks! Come out here!" The elder of Burning Heaven Valley roared, his fists bursting with raging flames as he slammed them into the ground!
"boom!"

The blazing fire waves spread in a ring, attempting to force Fu Shaoping out with an area-of-effect attack.

However, when the flames swept across, there was nothing but scorched dark red soil.

Just as the flames dissipated—

"Your fire is too intense."

A chilling voice came from above the Burning Heaven Valley elder's head! A hazy, gray sword aura, as if emerging from the deepest abyss, silently pierced straight towards his crown chakra! Even before the sword aura arrived, the deathly sword intent that annihilated life force had already made the Burning Heaven Valley elder's soul feel like it was about to shatter!
"A thousand layers of rock!" The earth cultivator next to him reacted extremely quickly, plunging his giant sword into the ground. Instantly, a thick, earthen-yellow rock wall rose up, blocking the head of the Burning Heaven Valley elder!
But this hastily formed rock wall was as fragile as paper in the face of the silent sword energy containing the power of returning to nothingness!
"laugh--"

The gray sword energy pierced through the rock wall without any hindrance, its speed undiminished!

The elder of Burning Heaven Valley was terrified. His survival instinct made him concentrate all his fiery spiritual power into his fist and roar as he blasted it upwards!

"Heaven-Burning, Earth-Splitting Fist!"

The crimson fist energy clashed violently with the gray sword energy!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a sickeningly clear "melting" sound. The ferocious fist energy, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, instantly disintegrated and vanished upon contact with the gray sword energy, like ice meeting the spring sun! The power of the Void devoured everything!
"No!!" The elder of Burning Heaven Valley was filled with despair, and could only watch helplessly as the gray sword energy touched his fist and then spread up his arm!

In an instant, all the flesh, veins, and bones of his arm lost all life and turned to ashes! And that destructive force was still rapidly spreading to his torso!
"Sever!" Upon seeing this, Tu Xiu's eyes widened in fury. He swept his giant sword horizontally and directly severed the remaining shoulder of the Burning Heaven Valley elder along with the already eroded body part!
The elder of Burning Heaven Valley screamed and flew backward, but no blood gushed from his severed arm; only a deathly grayness remained. His aura instantly weakened to the extreme, and his face was filled with fear and pain.

Tu Xiu saved his companion, but in doing so, he revealed a huge weakness!

"Your mountain is too blunt."

Fu Shaoping's figure appeared beside him as if by teleportation. The Jingji Sword seemed to slash out lightly, its trajectory mysterious, as if it stirred up subtle folds in the surrounding space.

The earth cultivator roared, his greatsword flashing back in defense, thick, earth-yellow spiritual energy condensing into a giant shield-like phantom. He was confident that no one of his level could break through his "Earth's Defense" in a single blow! (End of Chapter)