Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 544 One Dead, One Escaped. (Second Update!)

Bloodstained Tongguan Pass.

barren mountain.

In a hidden cave, a cloud of blood mist surged at the entrance, revealing a frail figure. The figure staggered into the cave, and before it could even stand up, it coughed up a mouthful of blood, making its already pale face appear even more weak.

The figure looked up and was none other than the sickly cultivator who had been traveling with the red-robed cultivator earlier.

At this moment, the wound on his severed arm had stopped bleeding. His brown robe was wrinkled and stained with a lot of blackened blood. Although he still had the aura of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, he looked disheveled and gloomy as he looked around.

I almost died just now!

Old Daoist Shiqi was no match for him, and the two shadows of the [Iron Tree Prison] posed very little threat to him.

If he is in peak condition, he will not be afraid even if he is fighting three against one.

However, he was tricked right from the start and lost an arm, which severely reduced his strength. More importantly, he couldn't kill either Shi Qi Laodao or the two shadows of the [Iron Tree Prison]!

Moreover, you can't be touched!
Of course, these are not the point.

What truly nearly cost him his life was a sneak attack from his fellow red-robed cultivator!

He had just single-handedly held off Shi Qi Laodao and the two shadows of the [Iron Tree Prison], allowing the red-robed cultivator to search for the manipulator in the shadows. As a result, the red-robed cultivator also fell into the trap!

If he hadn't been prepared, I would probably be in the same situation right now!

"This doesn't seem like the method of a Core Formation stage cultivator; it should be a ghost from the Iron Tree Prison."

"That market town is a trap!"

"Everyone inside is actually a puppet."

"The fact that this ghost was able to ambush me means that its cultivation level must be at least the fourth level of the Iron Tree Prison."

"Even until I fled, it never came out to fight me head-on, which shows that its strength in direct combat is not good!"

"However, such underhanded tricks are truly impossible to guard against!"

Thinking of this, the sickly cultivator shook his head slightly.

He had not forgotten his mission: to help Zhuo Tingchen of the Zhuo family in Yanzhou improve his ranking in the upcoming immortal examination.

Now is not the time to fight to the death with a [Iron Tree Prison] ghost.

Go back first, find Zhuo Tingchen, and make sure he is safe.

While pondering, the sickly cultivator identified the direction and immediately fled in a certain direction.

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Zheng's Market.

Yin Hui'er lay motionless on the ground. Her turbulent blood and qi had calmed down considerably, but her injuries had not yet fully healed.

Suddenly, the black thread connecting her shadow broke on its own.

At the same time, the cold, suffocating fear dissipated like the receding tide, and Yin Hui'er immediately regained control of her body.

She felt a slight sense of relief and began to breathe heavily.

Not far from her, Jing Zhengjie also collapsed to the ground.

Whoosh!
The figure of Patriarch Shiqi descended from mid-air and landed steadily on the flat ground.

The surging blood mist above was slowly dissipating, and the battle between Core Formation stage cultivators had ended.

Jing Zhengjie immediately struggled to his feet and bowed to Ancestor Shiqi, saying, "Master!" Ancestor Shiqi nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "Alright, continue setting up the formation here."

"The immortal examination is of utmost importance; do not waste time."

"Once the market town is completed, we need to acquire enough resource points in the surrounding area in order to develop rapidly."

Jing Zhengjie immediately replied, "Yes, Master!"

With that, he turned and left to continue setting up the formation he had been working on.

Seeing this scene, Yin Hui'er turned pale and understood that the "evil" of the [Iron Tree Prison] had won the battle just now!
Otherwise, the two Core Formation cultivators would be standing here speaking now.

Just as he was thinking this, another figure in red robes fell from the sky and appeared right next to Ancestor Shiqi. His body was fat, like a mountain of flesh, with a faint smile on his lips and a water pipe hanging at his waist. He was the cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation among the two Core Formation guests from before.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Shiqi immediately asked, "Fellow Daoist Shengdu, why did Fellow Daoist Gu Xiangdong suddenly leave just now?"

The red-robed cultivator, Sheng Du, replied without the slightest hesitation, "I don't know. I just chased after him, intending to ask him why, but I don't know why Fellow Daoist Gu ran away as soon as he saw me..."

As he was speaking, he seemed to sense something, and immediately opened his storage bag and took out a jade communication talisman.

Seeing the faint light flickering on the jade talisman, Sheng Du immediately made a hand seal to activate it and calmly asked, "Young Master, what happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a somewhat urgent voice came from the jade talisman: "Esteemed Master Sheng, come to me immediately!"

"I have just encountered trouble. A ghost from the Iron Tree Prison has attacked the market."

"We can't resist, so we can only retreat outside for now."

Upon hearing this, Shengdu quickly replied, "Okay!"

"I'll be right there."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Gu's behavior is a bit strange, as if he's possessed. If you encounter him, Young Master, you must be careful!"

"Before I return, do not trust anyone!"

Zhuo Tingchen's voice suddenly rang out from within the jade talisman: "Has something happened to Minister Gu Dong?"

"Alright, I understand."

After the telepathic message ended, Sheng Du looked up at Ancestor Shi Qi and said in a calm tone, "Something has happened to the Zhuo family in Yanzhou. I have to go back."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Shiqi immediately bowed and said, "In that case, please do as you wish, fellow Daoist. We will continue our discussion another day."

After a brief exchange, Sheng Du immediately used his escape technique to leave Zheng's Market.

Ancestor Shiqi didn't delay either, continuing to stand in mid-air and directing the corpse puppets across the field to do their work.

Yin Hui'er watched the whole thing from the side, her heart filled with unspeakable fear. In her eyes, a Core Formation cultivator was already a true behemoth. Even her useless master was enough to provide shelter and protection for her and her fellow disciples, allowing them to hold sway over a region.

However, in just a short time, one of the two Core Formation cultivators who came together was also controlled by the "evil" of the Iron Tree Prison, just like her master!
The other one seems to have escaped.

However, in any case, she survived...

Realizing this, Yin Huier breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed, collapsing to the ground. Gazing at the sky filled with swirling blood mist, she briefly exhaled a breath of stale air.

However, just as she was secretly rejoicing that she had escaped again, she suddenly realized that something was not right. She immediately turned around and saw a thin, ethereal figure standing beside her. The figure had a pale face and cold eyes, staring straight at her.

They stood very close, their skirts, thick with yin energy, almost clinging to Yin Hui'er's body.

It's Linghu Yuniang!
Yin Hui'er's face fell. She immediately dared not wait for her injuries to heal and hurriedly got up to start working...

(End of this chapter)