Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 270 Tribulation Cultivator
Herbal Elixir, Jade Spirit Elixir, Qionglong Pill, Awakening Pill...

Bottles of pills were stacked in front of me, their rich medicinal power condensing into a ball, making me feel relaxed and comfortable.

"enough!"

Zhu Juyin sighed:

"Even if I were to go into seclusion and never see the world again, these pills would be enough for me to cultivate to the mid-stage of the Dao Foundation."

"And there are formations..."

He glanced at the array flags, array plates, and other items beside him, and muttered to himself:
"The Reversed Five Elements Formation can be made up of about three types. Once it is integrated into the Investiture of the Gods, it will be a second-tier formation."

With a second-tier formation protecting him, he might not be unable to fight even against a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator wielding a magic weapon.

In this vast East China Sea, we finally have some ability to protect ourselves.

What's more...

"Soul!"

After drinking the last mouthful of the elixir wine from the gourd, one could clearly feel that the medicinal effects had reached their limit.

Drink again,

Although it can still nourish the soul, it can no longer accumulate medicinal power. It's time to try to connect with the third soul, the "Heroic Soul".

"Shh!"

With a wave of his hand, all the pills and materials in the room were collected into his already empty storage bag.

In order to exchange supplies for the Yan family, Zhu Ju had already emptied his entire fortune, except for a few top-grade magical artifacts.

Close your eyes.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes to cultivate.

"what!"

A faint, almost imperceptible scream suddenly appeared in my mind.

Zhu Ju suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them, and appeared at the courtyard gate in a flash.

"squeak……"

At that moment, the gate to the neighboring courtyard opened a crack, revealing Hu Lishu peeking out to investigate.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu?"

"Fellow Hu Dao."

Zhu Juchao and Hu Lishu nodded:

"It seems someone has trespassed into our area, but it's Chairman Chen's turn to patrol today, so it shouldn't be..."

"what!"

The screams came through with crystal clarity.

problem occurs!
The two exchanged a glance, then rushed out of the manor together, heading towards the direction from which the sound came at a moderate pace.

Now that an alliance has been formed, it is certainly not acceptable to stand idly by when trouble arises, but there is also no need to take the lead.

Let’s take a look at the situation first.

"when……"

A deafening bell rang out.

Chen Tongyu hurled a bronze bell forward, shouting:

“A cultivator has broken in. Fellow Daoists who remain here, please come quickly to help me drive out the enemy.”

"go with!"

He flicked his finger, and a faint sword light flew out, slashing towards a person in the mist.

At the same time, it manipulates the bronze bell to return, blocking several incoming attacks.

"when……"

The enemy's attack landed on the bronze bell, immediately triggering a deafening sound, and visible sound waves swept forward.

"careful!"

A powerful cultivator roared from within the mist:

"This person's magical artifact is strange; it can deflect our attacks as the sound of a bell. Don't make a move rashly."

"Hmph!" Chen Tong snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings, and his heart sank.

In a short time, even with his protection, the innate Qi cultivators who were patrolling with him had suffered heavy losses.

The key is.

Even though the other party knew that he was a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he did not back down at all, clearly showing that he was very confident.

"I, Chen, have never offended any of you. Why are you so aggressive? Do you really want to fight to the death?"

"Never offended anyone?" A voice sneered from within the thick fog.
“That guy surnamed Yuan stole a batch of our elder brother’s goods, and he’s been acting very arrogantly in the market on the other side of the mountain lately.”

"We hunt eagles all day long, but a goose pecked out our eyes. We must get our revenge no matter what!"

"Yuan Mo?" Chen Tong's face darkened, and he felt a surge of resentment. He had known all along that Yuan Mo would cause trouble.

as predicted!

They even brought trouble here!
"You have misunderstood. We have no relation to Yuan Mo. We are just honest and law-abiding cultivators."

"Enough with the nonsense!" a roar echoed from within the mist.

"Take this!"

"Woo..."

A strong wind swept over us.

A dim silver light swept through the mist, followed by a mournful cry from a bronze bell.

Mid-term Daoji!

magic weapon?

Chen Tong was secretly alarmed.

at this time.

"Don't panic, Master! We've been waiting for you!"

With shouts, several Dao Foundation cultivators emerged and charged into the thick fog.

Hu Lishu, carrying a flower basket and wielding a medicine shovel, blocked the two streaks of light.

She appears very delicate, but when she gets into action, she is incredibly skilled, and her mastery of magical artifacts has reached a level of perfection.

Upon closer examination, it makes perfect sense.

As a spiritual plant cultivator, Hu Lishu has been wielding the medicinal shovel for over two hundred years. Even if she is not in the mid-stage of the Dao Foundation Realm, she is still an outstanding individual in the early stage of the Dao Foundation Realm.

The flower basket in her hand was also a rare treasure; the spiritual light it emitted enveloped a magical artifact, threatening to suck it away.

"Shh!"

A sword light appeared.

Ten Directions Killing Path!
The sword light differentiates!

Zhu Juyu unleashed his flying sword, which, having connected with two souls, possessed immense power and astonishing might.

He actually blocked both sword lights with his own strength.

"Good guy!"

A cry of alarm came from the thick fog:
"There are so many Foundation Establishment cultivators here, Brother Lan, we've definitely come to the right place this time."

Ok?
The ease in his tone caused Zhu Ju's expression to change slightly, and the others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Faced with the combined attack of seven or eight Foundation Establishment cultivators from their side, the newcomer remained completely unfazed; it seemed unlikely that things would end well for them today.

really.

Two auras emerged one after another from the thick fog.

Mid-term Daoji!

Late stage of Dao Foundation Establishment!

Do not!
Zhu Ju's eyes moved slightly.

It's not the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage, but rather the middle stage, only its aura is far stronger than others of the same level.

A cold laugh rang out:
"Do it!"

"The same old rules apply: the person who kills the enemy solo gets all the loot, and the other loot is divided according to how much effort was put into it."

"Hmph!" Chen Tong snorted coldly.
"Shameless talk!"

He took a step back, his face turning ruthless, and pulled out a murky talisman from his body.

The talisman paper spontaneously combusted without wind.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind swept through the arena, and a jet-black eyeball, about a meter in diameter, appeared in mid-air. "Whoosh!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, a shrill scream came from the mist, and a Dao Foundation aura vanished on the spot.

"A third-tier Soul-Binding Talisman!"

Someone exclaimed:

"careful!"

Chen Tong's killing of a Foundation Establishment cultivator greatly boosted the morale of his side, but it did not change the overall situation.

The other side has two more experts!

The third-tier Soul-Binding Talisman is powerful, but it cannot kill a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator; otherwise, it wouldn't have targeted an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Zhu Ju was perceptive and understood the situation better than others. Seeing this, he also took something out of his body.

He shook his head reluctantly and tossed it into the air.

Talisman!

Three Yang Divine Fire Talisman!
"Crack!"

With a cracking sound, the talisman turned to ashes, marking its complete disappearance.

Three lifelike fire dragons, each over ten feet long, emerged gracefully from the ashes.

"Roar!"

A dragon roared, and with a somersault in mid-air, it charged toward a person in the thick fog.

The extreme heat caused rocks to melt and trees to burn wherever the three fire dragons passed, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to become restless.

"how come?"

"It's Kou Wen's Three Yang Divine Fire Talisman!"

"what!"

A shrill scream followed, as the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, who had been entangled by Chen Tong, was being frantically torn apart by the three-headed fire dragon.

Even though he tried everything he could, he only held on for a moment before being burned to ashes.

The fire dragon, still possessing its remaining power, charged towards another person.

"it is good!"

Chen Tong was overjoyed.

Apart from Zhu Ju, he was the only one in the arena who knew the opponent's strength, and he had already been considering retreating.

just now……

With one less mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, the enemy's morale has plummeted, making it the perfect time to press their advantage.

"Do it!"

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

With a series of booming sounds, the cultivators in the thick fog soon fled, leaving behind several corpses.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu."

Chen Tong's face was pale, and his body swayed as he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Zhu Ju, who was picking up the spoils of war.
"We really owe you a lot this time, otherwise we would have been waiting..."

"The consequences are unpredictable!"

The others turned to look, their eyes filled with gratitude.

They knew very well that if Zhu Ju hadn't taken out the talisman in time and killed one of the mid-stage Dao Foundation cultivators of the Jiexiu Sect in one fell swoop, they would probably have been doomed.

Rao is so.

The losses were still heavy.

Although the group repelled the calamity cultivators, they also suffered considerable losses, with a Dao Foundation cultivator surnamed Wu dying on the spot.

The others also sustained injuries.

Chen Tong must have used some forbidden technique to unleash his potential, because in a short moment all his black hair turned white.

He's okay.

Apart from being slightly weak, he appeared to be in normal condition.

The medicine shovel that Hu Lishu had painstakingly crafted was destroyed, causing her to vomit blood and suffer severe injuries. It is unknown whether this will affect her lifespan.

In a short period of time, her strength was reduced to that of a Qi Refiner.

Zhu Ju, relying on his strong physical body, was not afraid of the aftershocks of the battle. Apart from some tears in his clothes, he had no other injuries.

"You're too kind, host."

Zhu Ju shook his head:

"Since I have joined the alliance, I should naturally prioritize the alliance. It is only right that we help each other when enemies attack. However, today's opponent is no ordinary one."

"They shouldn't be from the island."

"Hmm?" Chen Tong looked surprised, then seemed to understand something:
"Not bad!"

“These people are skilled and ruthless. If they hadn’t been unable to hold on in the end, they would have continued to fight even if a mid-stage Dao Foundation cultivator had died. They must be seasoned warriors and bandits.”

The people of Cloud Whale Island are used to a life of luxury, and even if they join forces to deal with the Yan family now, they cannot develop such a ruthless aura in a short period of time.

The other independent cultivators were a motley crew; they would scatter at the slightest sign of trouble, so it was impossible for them to be so united.

"Yes." Zhu Ju squinted.
"I suspect they're all in cahoots in the South China Sea!"

A den of monsters in the South China Sea!

Upon hearing this, not only did Chen Tong's expression change drastically, but everyone else also showed fear in their eyes, and the entire room was momentarily stunned.

For cultivators in the East China Sea, the reputation of the Ghost of the South China Sea could stop children from crying at night.

The higher the cultivation level.

The more clearly one understands the terror of this group of cultivators.

"Brother Zhu... Brother Zhu," Hu Lishu stammered.

"Why do you think so?"

"My talisman actually came from a cultivator who had just been killed by a demon in the South China Sea." Zhu Ju's face was grim.
"The fact that they could recognize them strongly suggests they were in cahoots."

"A den of monsters in the South China Sea?" Chen Tong frowned deeply.
"Why are these cultivators on Cloud Whale Island? Could it be that someone invited them in?"

"It's not impossible." Hu Lishu smiled wryly.

"Don't forget, the Ghosts of the South China Sea also take on missions. It's quite normal for someone to ask them to deal with the Yan family."

Chen Tong was speechless.

Others looked at each other.

If it really is a group of traitors in the South China Sea, then the matter is probably far from over.

"Bastard!"

Someone angrily cursed:

"It's all Yuan's fault. We should have formed an alliance and waited patiently for the fighting on the island to end."

"He deliberately provoked the Jiexiu."

"Now look what's happened. The Jie Xiu has come knocking on our door, and we're the ones standing up for him. We're doing all this for nothing."

"That's good," Hu Lishu said.
"Chairman Chen, it's time to have a serious talk with them."

Chen Tong's expression changed, his eyes revealing a cold and stern look, and he slowly nodded to the crowd.

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manor.

Quiet room.

Zhu Ju sat cross-legged on a futon, and with a gentle toss of one hand, the Investiture of the Gods unfolded, and the incomplete version of the Reversed Five Elements Array instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

With a flick of his long sleeves, several bottles of pills appeared in front of him.

"call……"

After doing all this, he exhaled a long breath and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

a long time.

Once his breathing had stabilized, Zhu Jufang opened his eyes again and looked at a bottle of pills placed in front of him.

"Heroic spirit!"

"it's time."

He picked up the pill bottle, swallowed the pill, and with a magic incantation, the medicinal power of the Ambrosia Wine, which had been stored in his body for a long time, was instantly activated.

The power of the soul has greatly increased!

(End of this chapter)