Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 401 This is the Demon, Zhenwu Devours the Demon
She screamed and tried to pull herself away but couldn't move.

Dark gold patterns appeared beneath Xu Yunfan's skin. He pressed down hard on Hua Xiangrong's shoulders as she tried to get up, his fingers like chains binding her tightly.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister? Didn't you like this? Why are you leaving so soon?"

"Didn't Senior Sister say that as long as no one knows, it's fine? Anyway, we're all talented people, so it doesn't matter who dies?"

Xu Yunfan's voice suddenly turned gloomy, and a blood-red vertical line split open between his brows, revealing a crimson-gold Heavenly Eye.

Hua Xiangrong was horrified to discover that her primordial yin energy, which she had cultivated diligently for decades, was being frantically drawn away and absorbed by the pillar supporting the sky.

Then, Xu Yunfan rolled over and pressed Hua Xiangrong down, and began to move rhythmically again.

Two whole days.

"No! Stop it!"

Her sharp nails scratched sparks on Xu Yunfan's chest, but couldn't leave even a white mark. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't stop her cultivation from draining away.

Her voluptuous body withered visibly, her jet-black hair turning gray inch by inch. "If you kill me, it will be fratricide. If you stop now, I can forgive and forget! You..."

Xu Yunfan grabbed her by the throat, silencing her.

If they were outside and there were a third party present, Xu Yunfan would naturally not be so reckless. But on his own turf, he would not hesitate to set up a concealment array without any hesitation.

If he were to let Hua Xiangrong go halfway, then there would probably be no way to resolve this peacefully. Since the other party came to him with ill intentions, he would naturally not let her go.

"What a coincidence, I love it when fellow disciples fight each other the most."

The rate of absorption suddenly accelerated, and Hua Xiangrong's skin cracked and peeled off like dried tree bark, her eyeballs bulged out, and finally she turned into a hideous dried corpse.

"boom!"

The mummified corpse was smashed into powder by Xu Yunfan's violent movements. He then activated the True Martial Devouring Demon technique, swallowing the last wisp of essence that had dissipated into his stomach.

Xu Yunfan slightly spread his five fingers, and a wisp of dark golden true essence flowed out from his fingertips, swirling around the room like a dragon.

Wherever the true essence passed, the true essence contained in the bone powder transformed from Hua Xiangrong was not spared at all, and was all drawn into it, condensing into a gray-white vortex in the void.

"Refining!"

He let out a low shout, and his crimson-gold Heavenly Eye between his brows suddenly opened, causing the True Martial Millstone within his body to start spinning rapidly.

The mixed true essence that had been devoured was ground into the millstone, making a piercing "crunching" sound, as if thousands of vengeful ghosts were wailing.

Impurities, like black blood, seeped from the cracks in the millstone, only to be scorched into blue smoke by the pure Yang fire before they even hit the ground.

"The true path of martial arts is to slay demons as fuel."

Hua Xiangrong is a demon, and it is only natural that she would use the True Martial Devouring Demon Scripture to slay demons and devour their essence.

Xu Yunfan felt the increasingly pure true essence flowing through his meridians, and his eyes shone brightly with golden light. "With your nearly sixty years of cultivation, it is truly your good fortune to be able to consolidate my cultivation and elevate my Dao foundation."

As the last wisp of demonic energy was crushed by the millstone, the entire quiet room suddenly became clear.

The night wind blowing in from outside the window stirred up the remaining ashes, which swirled in the air and were swept out of the house in an instant.

'You have successfully subdued the demon with True Martial Arts; your proficiency in the True Martial Demon Devouring Scripture has increased.'

On the attribute panel, when the True Martial Devouring Demon True Scripture was first introduced, the cultivation memories contained within it spanned nearly a hundred years before the true qi was condensed to its extreme, and then the first strand of true essence was generated within the body.

Subsequently, the True Martial Millstone, which condensed in the dantian and sea of ​​qi, was completed almost at the end of its lifespan, according to the cultivation memories given in the attribute panel. Thus, the shackles of heaven and earth were removed.

He slowly walked to the window and looked outside.

As dusk settles, thousands of palace lanterns on Hundred Desires Peak light up one after another.

Glass lamps spiraled up the winding mountain path, casting amber halos between the vermilion pillars.

The gilded wind chimes hanging from the eaves and brackets tinkle softly in the wind, making the carved beams and painted rafters of Tingyuxuan and Liushangge appear like a palace in the sky.

The Hundred Flowers Hall, the highest point of the Hundred Flowers Master's Dojo, is completely translucent, and the railings, made entirely of Kunlun jade, shimmer with a smoky, cloud-like hue under the lights.

The hot spring pools on the mountainside are shrouded in mist, and the white jade pool edges are inlaid with luminous pearls, creating a charming contrast with the silk gauze curtains hanging on the shore.

Further away, thirty-six elegant residences are nestled in the depths of the peach grove, where the sweet scent of pink petals mixed with incense wafts through the night breeze.

Beneath this celestial palace-like scenery lies a hidden, unspeakable filth.

The floor of Tingyuxuan, located not far from the cliff edge, was made of sound-absorbing ebony, in order to cover up the screams of the cauldron when it was being drained of its essence until it died.

The water channel beneath Liushang Pavilion is perpetually tinged with a pale red hue, a testament to the bloodstains it has washed away.

Even at the bottom of that seemingly ethereal hot spring pool, there lay the skeletons of seven female cultivators whose vital essence had been drained.

Even as they lay dying, they maintained the posture of struggling upwards with their hands, their finger bones digging deep into the cracks of the warm jade bricks at the bottom of the pool. Then, they were turned to stone by the Foundation Establishment cultivator. It is unknown how great the sins they committed in their lives were in the eyes of that cultivator.

What's most chilling is that the soil deep in the peach grove is exceptionally fertile, and the peach blossoms that bloom every spring are breathtakingly beautiful.

The newly initiated disciples assumed it was due to the spiritual spring watering, unaware that three or four corpses were buried under each peach tree.

Those are all the cauldrons that have been "discarded" over the past century at Baiyu Peak.

When the night wind blows, it rustles not only the flower branches, but also the eternally silent, stark white bones.

Time flies like an arrow; several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Hua Xiangrong's disappearance was like a pebble thrown into a deep pool; at first, it created a few ripples, but soon it returned to calm.

When familiar disciples mentioned it, they found that no one knew where he had gone. Everyone just exchanged meaningful glances and tacitly changed the subject.

On Hundred Desires Peak, the disappearance of fellow disciples is already a common occurrence.

Everyone here is at the Qi Refining stage, and it's common for people to use each other as cauldrons or for others to use as cauldrons. As long as it's not done in public and the actions are swift and decisive, no one will know and can do anything about it.

What?
A Foundation Establishment True Person can influence cause and effect with their Dao foundation and find clues.

But you're not a direct descendant of the True Person, just an ordinary disciple of the Primordial Sect from Hundred Desires Peak. Why would the True Person bother with such a trivial talent?

Xu Yunfan secretly observed for several days and confirmed that no one was pursuing the matter, which finally put his mind at ease.

He devoted himself entirely to cultivation, using the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture during the day to hone his true essence, and the Hundred Bones Penetrating the Netherworld Technique at night to open up the branching channels of his internal meridians. Although the main meridians had been repaired, he could only achieve great success by reaching the extremities and permeating every part of his flesh and blood.

The peach trees outside the tiled house bloomed and withered, bloomed and withered again, but he remained secluded, like a stubborn rock, immersed in his cultivation.

The cold winters and hot summers have passed, and in the blink of an eye, winter has gone and spring has arrived.

(There will be another chapter later, I'm currently writing it...)
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