Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 390 Senior Brother and Daoist Partner? (Third Update!)

Qingrao Prefecture, outside the city.

As the sun set in the west, the wilderness was deserted, with only the howls of ghosts and roars of beasts growing louder, interspersed with the mournful cries of birds, creating an eerie atmosphere.

In a wooded area near the mountains behind Qingrao Prefecture, a figure in a moon-white robe and amber crown quietly appeared; it was Yu Rulan.

The dense forest cast heavy shadows through its overlapping branches and leaves, making his face appear strangely distorted.

After Yu Rulan appeared, she showed no intention of fleeing immediately. Instead, she took out a gleaming flying sword from her storage bag, looked around, and said coldly, "No need to hide anymore, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, imposing figure with a crimson gold headband emerged from behind the tree and landed steadily not far from Yu Rulan.

The newcomer had a straight nose and square mouth, sharp eyes, and a pure and lively aura around him. Like Yu Rulan, he had little yin energy. He was Dai Nanji from Qingyue Cliff.

Dai Nanji looked at Yu Rulan and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Yu, enough with the nonsense, hand over the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell!"

Yu Rulan sneered and replied briefly, "Then let's see if you have the ability!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger and rode his flying sword away, slashing towards Dai Nanji like a streak of light.

brush……

Boom boom boom...

Birds flew away in fright, and broken branches and leaves fell rapidly like rain. The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

The ground trembled continuously, and old trees either crashed down or were reduced to ashes in the aftermath of the battle. Soon, the entire forest, along with the surrounding area, was transformed beyond recognition by flying sand and stones.

The battle lasted for a while, with both sides evenly matched and neither able to gain the upper hand. However, this commotion soon attracted the ghosts of the wilderness.

Smelling the scent of living people, these ghosts did not hesitate at all and swarmed towards the two people who were fighting fiercely!
Puff puff……

boom! !

Any ghosts that approached the two were instantly annihilated by the aftershocks of the spell and the dissipating sword energy.

However, this was a remote wilderness far from the city. As more and more ghosts were killed, the surrounding yin energy grew heavier and heavier. The dense yin energy began to condense into mist, vaguely enveloping the surrounding area.

Unenlightened ghosts, unaware of fear, came one after another, their numbers increasing like a surging tide, surrounding them completely.

Knowing that continuing like this would not result in a decisive victory, Yu Rulan seized an opportunity, forced Dai Nanji back with a sword strike, and then quickly opened her storage bag and took out the [Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell].

He grabbed the hook on the top of the bronze bell, held the hilt of the flying sword with one hand, reversed the blade, and slammed it into the bronze bell.

clang! !

The deep tolling of the bells rang out instantly, rippling outwards in all directions like waves.

The numerous ghosts surrounding them froze instantly, and then without the slightest pause, they transformed into streams of yin energy and quickly dissipated, their souls scattered on the spot!

Even Dai Nanji, who was in the Foundation Establishment stage, had a face that was a mixture of red and blue, and his blood and qi were unstable. In the end, he couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. He fell headfirst from the air and crashed heavily to the ground.

Yu Rulan's condition was not much better. Her true essence was almost drained in an instant, and her limbs and bones felt light and airy. She felt a faint pain in her meridians. The flying sword used to strike the bell shattered inch by inch from the hilt, turning into dust and falling into the mud and sand.

In an instant, he was the only one left standing on the completely transformed forest floor! Dai Nanji's eyes were wide open. After falling down, he struggled a few times, but eventually his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

The surroundings were empty and silent as death. As far as the eye could see, the wilderness was vast and open. All the ghosts had been extinguished by the sound of the bell. A dark gray wind swept and swirled around, as if a veil had been briefly lowered between heaven and earth.

Seeing the battle ended in one strike, Yu Rulan breathed a sigh of relief. This Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell truly lived up to its reputation as the magic weapon of that former prodigy!

He hasn't even refined this bronze bell yet, but it already possesses such power. Given time, once he has completely refined it and repaired the damaged parts, he will surely be able to restore the glory of this magical treasure!
Just as Yu Rulan was about to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

Amidst the cheerful music, figures appeared in the mist not far away, surrounding a magnificent red sedan chair, which quietly came into view.

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"...I was originally thinking of sparing your life because you are Du Anyong's junior brother!"

In the dimly lit, luxurious room, a coquettish voice with a slightly upturned tone reached Zheng Que's ears.

Zheng Que was momentarily stunned. Before he could react, a powerful chill descended from the sky, enveloping him completely.

He felt a chill run down his spine, his body stiffening as if he were an insect encased in amber.

This is the breath of death!
Zheng Que's expression changed instantly; this Fairy Yanluo really wanted to kill him!

In a flash, he took a deep breath, but instead of directly acknowledging his master-disciple relationship with Qu Daoren, he asked with a furrowed brow, "May I ask, Senior Yanluo, what is your relationship with Du Anyong?"

The Fairy of Smoke and Vine had alluring eyes. She tilted her head slightly, almost touching Zheng Que's ear, and said in a sweet tone, "I am Du Anyong's Daoist partner."

"Otherwise, how could his Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell have ended up in my hands?"

Zheng Que was taken aback. Du Anyong was most likely a disciple of Master Qu Daoren!

And this Fairy of Misty Clouds is the Daoist partner of Du Anyong, this senior brother?

Since they are Daoist partners, why did Fairy Yanluo sell the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell?

Thinking of this, Zheng Que felt the aura of death growing heavier and heavier. Without further hesitation, he replied, "This junior does not know the Du Anyong that you mentioned, senior."

"However, Master Qu, I have indeed met you once..."

He didn't give a definitive answer. As long as he could buy enough time for Mu Xiangu to return, the crisis would naturally be resolved!

However, upon hearing this answer, Fairy Yanluo's eyes lit up instantly, and a very strange smile appeared on her bright face.

The next moment, Zheng Que felt the aura of death surrounding him vanish instantly, and then he felt dizzy and was immediately pressed down onto the soft brocade by an immense force!
He stared dumbfounded at the Fairy Yanluo pressing down on him, only to see that the Core Formation cultivator's expression was full of greed and madness. She stared directly at Zheng Que's face, her voice filled with an almost manic excitement: "You finally admitted it!"

"If someone has seen Master Qu and is still alive, then they must be Master Qu's disciple!"

“Back then, Du An Yongxiu was highly accomplished and refused my request.”

"I'd like to see today how you, Du Anyong's junior brother, can refuse me again!"

(End of this chapter)