Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 559 A Life for a Life (Seeking Subscriptions)
Qianzhu Jushi remained calm.

She slowly drew out her natal spiritual weapon, the Xuanzhu Sword.

Because the fake core shattered, she was unable to input spiritual power into it.

But that's okay.

The Xuanzhu Sword was forged from third-tier Thunder Sound Bamboo, making it exceptionally sharp.

Zhao Mingde wanted to escape.

However, he was also unable to use his spiritual power.

Moreover, Shen Xuan froze the inside of his body.

This made his legs tremble and he could hardly move.

Qianzhu Jushi approached Zhao Mingde step by step.

He looked down from above, his gaze unwavering.

"No! Senior Brother Mingyi, save me!"

Master Mingyi sighed softly and remained silent.

He finally saw it clearly.

Master Xuanbing and Hermit Qianzhu were bosom friends.

He himself is a prisoner, so nothing he says will make a difference.

This time, Junior Brother Mingde is doomed.

The Xuanzhu Sword was slowly raised.

The sword tip pointed at Zhao Mingde and slowly stabbed towards him.

Qianzhu Jushi's movements were very slow.

Zhao Mingde's body trembled uncontrollably, and his teeth chattered.

"Fellow Daoist Qianzhu, spare me! I was wrong! I will make it up to you!"

Zhao Mingde's voice was hoarse and dry, filled with fear.

Qianzhu Jushi stared intently at him, expressionless, as the Xuanzhu sword in his hand slowly and deliberately pierced Zhao Mingde's heart.

This sword strike left Zhao Mingde with no remaining strength, and blood gushed out like a crimson fountain.

Qianzhu Jushi remained silent.

She was very focused on pulling out the Xuanzhu sword and stabbing it in again.

The emerald green bamboo sword was stained crimson.

It was covered in Zhao Mingde's blood.

"Pfft!"

Another sword!
The Xuanzhu sword pierced Zhao Mingde's neck, and blood splattered out.

"what!"

Zhao Mingde was heartbroken and let out a piercing scream.

Qianzhu Jushi remained silent.

She remained focused on drawing and thrusting her sword.

It was as if they were doing something extremely sacred.

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced Zhao Mingde's abdomen.

Draw your sword, thrust your sword.

The "pfft" sound continued.

At first, Zhao Mingde was still screaming in pain.

Later on, there was no sound at all.

After being stabbed seven times, Zhao Mingde's eyes glazed over, and he died.

despite this.

Qianzhu Jushi still did not stop.

She kept drawing her sword and thrusting it.

With each sword strike, she seemed to exert all her strength.

After more than a dozen sword strikes, the Hermit of Thousand Bamboo plunged the Mysterious Bamboo Sword into Zhao Mingde's body.

I tried my best, but I couldn't pull it out.

Qianzhu Jushi finally stopped.

He even abandoned his natal spirit weapon, the Xuanzhu Sword, leaving it embedded in Zhao Mingde's body.

Qianzhu Jushi's legs went weak, and he knelt helplessly on the ground. Looking at the bloodied and mangled Zhao Mingde in front of him, he suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter was mournful.

Tears mixed with blood silently streamed down his face.

She tilted her head back and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Daughter, I have avenged you with my own hands!"

The screams echoed through the air, utterly mournful.

After calling out, Qianzhu Jushi's vision went black and he fainted.

……

Starry Island, Sea-viewing Cliff.

As dusk falls, the setting sun slowly sinks below the horizon, painting the sky and sea in a magnificent golden-red hue.

The clouds seemed to be on fire, igniting the entire horizon, creating a dazzling and breathtaking spectacle.

There was a chair on the edge of the cliff.

Qianzhu Jushi sat quietly in his chair, holding a jade box containing ashes in his hands.

Beside him were Shen Xuan and Qin Yuehan.

Shen Xuan, dressed in a green robe, gazed calmly at the setting sun, which seemed to melt into gold.

Qin Yuehan, dressed in white, quietly linked arms with Shen Xuan, occasionally glancing worriedly at the listless Qianzhu Jushi.

The gaze of the Hermit of Thousand Bamboo returned to calm.

However, there was no light in his eyes.

The sea breeze is gentle, carrying the scent of the waves.

"Master Shen, thank you."

Qianzhu Jushi spoke slowly, his voice hoarse: "This kindness is heavier than Mount Tai. I will repay it in my next life."

Qianzhu Jushi paused slightly, the sea breeze ruffling her gray hair.

Shen Xuan said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Qianzhu, there's no need for this. It's just a fair transaction, where each party gets what they need."

Qianzhu Jushi took a storage bag from his waist and handed it, along with the Xuanzhu Sword, to Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan took it.

As Qianzhu Jushi gazed at the setting sun, his eyes gradually became distant, and a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face.

She seemed to see a world very, very far away through the magnificent sunset.

There, two familiar figures were waving at her.

"Master Shen, could you do Qianzhu a small favor?"

"please say."

"After I die, cremate my body. Send my ashes, along with Ying'er's ashes, to the Lin family at Wohu Ridge."

She gently stroked the white jade box in her arms, her movements as tender as if she were caressing her sleeping daughter's face.

“In the ancestral land of the Lin family, there is an old tomb with Lin Junxing’s name engraved on the tombstone.”

When Qianzhu Jushi spoke of this name, there was an indescribable gentleness and remorse in his voice.

“Master Shen buried my mother and me next to Lin Junxing. There is no need to erect a tombstone. Let him be in the center, and my mother and I will accompany him.”

"Our fate in this life was too shallow to stay together forever. After death, when we turn to dust, the three of us will be together forever, never to be separated again..."

As he continued, Qianzhu Jushi's voice gradually became barely audible.

Turbid tears slid down her wrinkled cheeks, dripping onto the jade box in her arms, splashing out a small water droplet before being dried by the sea breeze.

The sun finally sank into the sea, and the afterglow gradually faded, beautiful yet fleeting.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the sound of waves crashing on the shore remained, endlessly repeating itself.

As Qianzhu Jushi held his daughter's ashes, gazing at the sunset glow, a faint smile still lingered on his lips.

Perhaps, in that unknown world, she will be able to reunite with her lover and daughter.

Night fell. The world was shrouded in darkness.

……

Starry Immortal City, Central Square.

The square and the four city gates were now bustling with noise.

The latest announcement was displayed on the huge light screen that was erected.

The area was surrounded by monks.

"The Overlord Blade Sect of Yan Kingdom intends to invade Starshine Island?"

"With the enemy's advance imminent, war is inevitable. The island lord is determined to fight to the death and perish with Starshine Island!"

"Then what do we do?"

"Isn't it written above? Fellow Daoists who have rented spirit fields, cave dwellings, or shops can go to the General Affairs Hall to process the lease cancellation within three days."

"Sigh, we've moved out of the lease, where are we going to make a living now!"

"That Yan Kingdom's Overlord Blade Sect is really something. With so many immortal cities and spiritual lands to fight, why come to Starshine Island instead!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down. I heard it's a personal feud between the island lord and Master Huidao."

"Master Hui Dao! That's a Golden Core stage cultivator from the Yan Kingdom!"

"It's over! What do we do? Can't you give me a way out?"

"How can there be no way out? It's written clearly on it. Within five days, all cultivators can leave Starshine Island freely after canceling their household registration."

"Martial law will be imposed on Starshine Island in five days. At that time, no cultivators will be allowed to enter or leave. Anyone who disobeys will be killed on sight!"

"hiss!"

The cultivators below all gasped in shock.

A weathered, wandering cultivator sighed and said, "This time it's really going to be a fight. Everyone should make plans as soon as possible!"

The monks sighed, discussed amongst themselves, and looked worried.

The same thing happened in the other four wards.

Apart from a few ambitious young cultivators, the entire Starshine Island was shrouded in a deep sense of melancholy.

……

Ice Cave.

Shen Xuan sat in the reception room, browsing the intelligence jade slip he had just received.

It contains a brief description of the battle between Master Lingjian and Master Huidao.

"Shen Lang, are you really going to fight Master Hui Dao alone?"

Qin Yuehan asked with a worried expression.

That was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who could directly confront the Spirit Sword True Person.

No matter how powerful Shen Xuan is, it's unlikely he can defeat his opponent.

"Yuehan, don't worry. Senior Brother Lingjian has replied. Master Huidao was seriously injured by him and will not be able to recover in a short time. He can only exert 50% of his strength at most."

"With Fellow Daoist Li's assistance in controlling the island's protective formation, I can safely return to the island at any time."

Shen Xuan said comfortingly.

His current spiritual cultivation strength is comparable to that of the mid-stage Golden Core realm.

Body refinement is at the peak of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

By unleashing the full power of [Dragon Blood Boiling] and activating all innate skills, one should be able to directly contend with a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

However, over time, this will shorten one's lifespan.

"Sigh! Will Master Huidao really come? It's clearly their fault!"

Qin Yuehan sighed.

Witnessing the passing of Qianzhu Jushi, she was heartbroken and silently shed a few tears.

"childish!"

Shen Xuan said in a deep voice, "When has the Xuan Yuan Continent ever distinguished between right and wrong?"

"I killed his only great-grandson and imprisoned his personal disciple, thus forging a blood feud. If he doesn't come, he'll lose all his prestige and how will he face others in the future!"

He did not kill Zhao Mingde.

This debt can only be placed on him.

Having suffered such a great loss, Master Huiming could not possibly turn a blind eye.

……

The next day.

Shen Xuan met with his subordinates on Xinghui Island alone.

Starting with Master Weichen Zhuang Xueqin, followed by Ding Yijin, Tie Wendao, Lin Zhongyue, and Chu Duanlang.

Tell them the truth about how he became enemies with Master Huidao, and let them choose whether or not to leave the island.

It was expected that Zhuang Xueqin and Ding Yijin would express their intention to be stationed on the island.

After all, one was his junior brother whom he had supported, and the other was his wife's family.

To his surprise.

Tie Wendao, Lin Zhongyue, and Chu Duanlang all declared that they would follow the island lord to the death.

They were originally independent cultivators, and each had their own family.

I thought I wouldn't risk my life for him.

Shen Xuan offered words of comfort.

Finally, he asked Chu Duanlang alone why he did this.

Chu Duanlang laughed and said, "For a mere rogue cultivator like myself to meet the Island Master and follow him is the greatest opportunity of my life!"

Shen Xuan was taken aback.

Then, he waved his hand, signaling Chu Duanlang to leave.

Beside her, Qin Yuehan said quietly, "Shen Lang, they all believe you."

Shen Xuan nodded.

I don't know why, but a warm feeling rose in my heart.

……

Only a small portion of the cultivators on Starshine Island have left.

Most of the cultivators stayed behind.

On the sixth day, martial law was imposed on Starshine Island, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.

Ding Yijin, Tie Wendao, Lin Zhongyue, and Chu Duanlang organized a group of people to guard the four corners of Xinghui Island.

Zhuang Xueqin personally oversaw operations in Xinghui Immortal City.

In the control room of the Ten Thousand Waters Converging Formation, Li Ruyi, along with Ding Qingfeng and Shangguan Mingyue, stood ready for battle.

Shangguan Yan'er went to protect Su Xue'er and the Shen family's offspring.

Shen Xuan sat alone atop the main peak, gazing at the East China Sea.

From the very beginning, he never intended to rely on the power of the Ten Thousand Waters Converging Formation.

He lived a life of hiding for many years.

Shen Xuan suddenly felt an urge to have a good, satisfying fight.

"The higher one's cultivation level, the harder one's heart becomes."

"I've almost completely lost my emotions and desires."

The death of Qianzhu Jushi moved Shen Xuan inexplicably.

Many people spend their entire lives living for a single belief.

"The Yan Kingdom's sects invaded the Song Kingdom, causing immense suffering and widespread misery. Countless cultivators and mortals perished, resulting in countless tragedies!"

"It's time for all of this to come to an end!"

a few days later.

The eastern sky above Starshine Island.

A dozen massive Tier 3 spaceships from the Overlord Blade Sect, along with over a hundred Tier 2 spaceships, arrived in a dense, roaring formation.

Such prestige made the cultivators of Starshine Island tremble with fear.

This shows that the island's protective formation is clearly ineffective.

On the right-hand side of the spaceship, a Taoist priest in purple robes leaped out.

"Master Xuanbing, Shen Xuan, come out and face your death!"

(End of this chapter)