Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 246 The Hidden Tortoise Appears in Disaster, Her Fair Hands Settle the Storm.

Ling Suwen set off from the parched land of the Yuan Sheng Immortal Dynasty in the Central Plains, traversing hundreds of millions of miles and taking nearly a year. After passing through a massive intercontinental teleportation array, he finally set foot in the distant sea territory of the Eastern Abyss Continent.

Ahead, one must still traverse endless waves to reach that fertile land of immortals in the Eastern Abyss—the Dragon Head Domain where the Kunwu Sect resides.

The green duckweed boat, seemingly leisurely, cuts through the deep blue waves, but in reality, it travels a hundred miles in an instant.

Beneath the surface of the sea, a massive shadow silently lurks, stirring up undercurrents and exuding a chilling, ancient, and ferocious aura.

The open sea is a true lawless wilderness, where order has collapsed and only power is the sole passport.

The scattered islands, like pearls scattered on a black jade plate, are home to human settlements that struggle to survive against the sharp teeth of sea beasts and the knives of greedy predators.

On this day, Ling Suwen was meditating on the boat, his mind immersed in the ethereal guidance and deduction of the celestial celestial orbits.

Suddenly, Tianming Xuanxin stirred slightly, and a faint but tenacious prayer power, mixed with a strong bloody smell, desperate cries, and a weak but tenacious prayer power, came from the southeast. It was like a blood-stained pebble thrown into the lake of her heart, causing ripples to spread across her clear mind.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze like a cold, deep pool, its clarity reflecting the vast ocean.

Thousands of miles away, the outline of an island shaped like a crouching tortoise appeared in the distance.

The island was filled with dim and mixed spiritual light, and the protective array of the island flickered weakly and was on the verge of collapse. The smoke and fire carried the stench of burning and blood.

Several violent, greedy cultivators, exuding a strong aura of bloodlust, circled around like vultures!
Entangled with them were several retreating cultivators, their auras filled with grief, indignation, and defiance.

Even if they remain unyielding, they are already at their last gasp.

At the same time, the stench of the sea beasts and their rampant demonic power made things even worse for the creatures on the island.

"Beasts bring calamity to humanity, but they will never cease to exist when they encounter me." Ling Su asked softly, her voice gentle and calm.

The Qingping Ferry Boat subtly changed direction, transforming into a phantom that blended into the emerald light of the sea and sky. It silently pierced through the misty fog and sped toward the island.

Fugui Island.

This island is quite large among the Thousand Islands Alliance in the Far Sea. At its heart lies a medium-sized third-order spiritual vein where water and wood complement each other, nourishing millions of islanders and several cultivation families whose livelihood is based on hunting deep-sea spiritual fish and collecting coral spiritual minerals.

The buildings are mostly constructed with huge black reefs and tough, iron-like thousand-year-old sea willow wood, revealing a ruggedness and resilience in the struggle against the sea.

At this moment, this resilience was brutally torn apart.

At the port, the once bustling spirit ship capsized and burned, its wreckage floating in the filth of blood and seawater.

On the island's eastern coast, the wounds left by last night's raging beast tide are still bleeding, while a new and more deadly disaster has already struck.

The three-headed, mountain-like electric eel with its fiery pattern roams through the dilapidated streets, its body wreathed in blinding blue arcs of electricity. With each flick of its tail, it sends up rubble and electrocutes any mortals hiding in its path.

A dozen or so heavily armored crabs, covered in thick bone shells and wielding massive, battering ram-like claws, are frantically demolishing the islanders' last hiding place, a stone house.

In the sky, swarms of ghost-faced poisonous barracudas emitted sharp hisses and spewed highly corrosive acid rain, shrouding the entire area in a deathly green mist.

Meanwhile, the two Tide-Riding Turtles, bringing up the rear, had ancient runes on their shells that were constantly being extinguished. They continuously stirred up huge waves carrying sharp ice spikes, relentlessly assaulting the island's last line of defense, which was already crumbling.

Just as the island lord and a dozen Foundation Establishment elders led the island guards in a desperate fight against the sea beasts, their bodies covered in blood and their magical power nearly exhausted, a pack of real jackals tore through their already fragile defenses!

"Hahahaha! The Thousand Islands Alliance's 'Fubo Formation'? What a joke! Break it for me!" A wild laugh shook the sky, accompanied by a huge, blood-red blade of energy slashing fiercely at the formation's light shield that was shimmering with a faint blue light!

The island trembled violently, a burst of blue light flashed, and then quickly dimmed. The last light curtain covering the island let out a mournful cry, cracked all over, and almost collapsed!
The dilapidated formation was no longer able to stop the invaders' invasion.

A dozen or so figures descended onto the island like demons and monsters.

The leader was a one-eyed, bearded giant with a hideous black shark tattooed on his bare chest. In his hand was a serrated blood-stained blade the size of a door, radiating a nauseating aura of bloodlust—he was none other than the Blood Shark King, a cultivator at the early stage of Core Formation!

Behind him followed two black-robed cultivators with cold auras and eyes like venomous snakes. Both were at the late Foundation Establishment stage. One held a white bone banner, and the other held a poisoned water-dividing dagger.

Further behind were more than ten pirates in the early to mid-stages of Foundation Establishment, their eyes greedy and as fierce as wolves.

"The Blood Shark King has arrived! You worthless trash of Fugui Island, offer up spirit stones, treasures, and furnaces, and you may escape death!"

The voices of the Foundation Establishment Pirates were like the ocean waves, filled with cruel mockery.

They paid no attention to the raging sea monsters, only enjoying the thrill of looting during their misery.

"Move out! Same old rules, kill the men, capture the women! The island lord's treasury is mine!" Blood Shark King gave the order.

The Foundation Establishment pirates, grinning maliciously, lunged forward.

They rushed straight towards the treasury, and wherever they went, the island guards who tried to stop them were instantly killed.

The hundreds of Qi Refining henchmen following behind these leaders were like wolves and tigers, rushing into the chaotic crowd, killing anyone they saw and robbing anyone they could find. Some even targeted female cultivators and mortal women with a bit of beauty, laughing wildly as they pounced on them.

"You scoundrel, how dare you!" A hoarse, angry shout rang out.

In the sky, an old man with white hair and beard, his Taoist robe torn and stained with blood, had eyes that were about to burst with rage. He was none other than the only Core Formation cultivator on Fugui Island—the Island Master, True Man Guihai!
He had been fighting sea monsters all night and had suffered considerable injuries, but he had no time to recover and could only rush to the rescue without stopping.

Before the man even arrived, a magical trident had already transformed into a streak of light and pierced towards the late-stage Foundation Establishment leader who was holding the white bone banner.

"Old man, you can't even protect yourself, yet you dare to act tough?" Blood Shark King sneered disdainfully, his serrated blood blade slashing through the air, a blood-red streak several meters long striking the trident of Master Guihai!
"clang!"

A deafening clang of metal rang out.

Master Guihai was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his magical artifact's spiritual light dimmed as it flew back.

He was already severely injured from the great exertion of fighting off the sea monsters, and now he was no match for the Blood Shark King at its peak.

Despair, like the deepest sea, overwhelmed the hearts of every living being on Fugui Island.

Mortals wailed, cultivators howled in sorrow, sea beasts roared, and tribulation cultivators laughed wildly...

It forms a tragic song of hell.

At the height of this chaos and despair, a figure in pure white appeared silently in the sky above the island.

The Qingping Ferry Boat shrank to the size of a palm and floated quietly beside her shoulder.

There was no deliberate release of pressure, but the moment she appeared, time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The raging energy everywhere seemed to subside and dissipate. The boundless vitality and clear Daoist aura flowing around her were like a clear spring in the filth and blood, instantly cleansing the senses of all living beings.

The raging sea beast growled uneasily, and its attack faltered for a moment.
The laughter of the cultivators who were inflicting torture abruptly stopped, as if an invisible hand had choked them. A chill rising from the depths of their souls made them stiffen, and they looked up in disbelief at the pure white figure in the sky.

The Blood Shark King's single eye flashed with ferocity, but deep within its pupil lay boundless horror—

Not only could he not see through that stunningly beautiful figure at all, but he was also horrified to discover that he couldn't even launch a surprise attack!
The thought of taking action had just arisen when it immediately vanished.

"This is a ghost!!" The Blood Shark King had roamed the outer seas for a hundred years, and had never seen such a bizarre situation before.
"Senior...Senior?!" Master Guihai coughed up blood, his cloudy old eyes fixed on the figure in the air, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, his withered face bursting with an incredulous light mixed with horror and ecstasy.

Nascent Soul!

He's definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator!
He's a seasoned and shrewd man, and a Core Formation cultivator, so he has good eyesight.

The leader of the Thousand Islands Alliance headquarters is a Nascent Soul True Monarch; it's not like he hasn't seen him before.

But! The feeling he got from this senior was far greater than that of the Left Alliance Leader of the main headquarters!

Ling Suwen's gaze calmly swept over the ravaged island below, the mortals suffering in agony, and the cultivators fighting a bloody battle.

The stench of blood, burnt flesh, poisonous fog, and despair stirred a ripple of compassion deep within her clear eyes.

The Qingnang Dao Body is particularly sensitive to the withering of life.

Her gaze finally settled on the group of heinous criminals, especially the one-eyed giant at their head.

“You,” her voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through all the noise, like the soft chime of a jade chime, resonating in the hearts of every living being, “you are burdened by sins and filled with evil thoughts. Taking advantage of the beast plague to slaughter and plunder, you have committed boundless atrocities, defied human ethics, and violated the harmony of Heaven. You deserve to be punished.”

The moment the word "execute" was uttered, without any hand gestures or incantations, the Qingnang Du'e Needle wrapped around her fair wrist suddenly lit up!
It was no longer the gentle, cyan-gold light that healed the wounded and saved lives, but transformed into thousands of needle-like shadows, as fine as cow's hair, yet incomparably sharp, shining with a destructive white-gold luster!

Qingnang—Defeat evil and save the wicked!
Saving people should be done by dispelling evil and helping them overcome calamities.

Killing someone is—to exterminate evil and save one from calamity!
The thousands of needle shadows seemed to possess life, ignoring spatial distance and instantly locking onto every cultivator!
"No! Break it for me!" Blood Shark King was shocked and furious. Feeling a fatal threat, he roared and barely managed to circulate all his blood energy, unleashing his early Core Formation cultivation without reservation!

However, the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivator leaders were unable to react at all due to the vast difference in strength.

However, all the struggles were like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot, as fragile as bubbles in the sunlight.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

A series of dense, faint, yet chilling piercing sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The ferocious expression on Blood Shark King's face froze instantly, leaving only boundless fear and disbelief in his eyes.

The blood-red light barrier he barely managed to summon was a joke, easily pierced by countless needles and projectiles!

A red light suddenly appeared between his brows, and then his entire head, along with the evil serrated blood blade, seemed to be disintegrated from the inside by an invisible force, exploding into a cloud of blood mist with a "bang"!
Even the True Core couldn't escape it, and was instantly annihilated!
All the other Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stage cultivators didn't even have time to utter a sound before being pierced by precise needle shadows, instantly losing all ability to move and collapsing to the ground.

The madness and greed of their looting had not yet faded; now only boundless fear and bewilderment remained.

The entire process was faster than the speed of thought.

Just a moment ago, they were a vicious gang of cultivators who ran rampant on the island, taking whatever they wanted...

The next moment, the leader turned to ashes, and the leaders and henchmen were all crippled!
The world fell into a deathly silence.

Only the sound of waves, the restless growls of the remaining sea creatures, and the suppressed sobs of the islanders in the distance could be heard.

The cultivators and mortals on the island stared blankly at the pure white figure in the sky.

Shocking! Absolutely shocking!

The villain who had reached the Core Formation stage was instantly annihilated in front of her, like a clay chicken or a clay dog!

What kind of divine skill is this?!
Having resolved the root cause of the man-made disaster, Ling Suwen turned her attention to the remaining sea beasts that were still causing destruction on the island.

She did not choose to kill them all directly.

Humans and marine animals fight each other, but there's no right or wrong; it's all for their own survival.

This is simply the cycle of nature, the law of the universe, and she doesn't want to interfere too much.

She only deals with the evil cultivators, while the island's cultivators handle the sea beasts; she's not a babysitter.

Ling Suwen gently raised her slender hand and touched the core of the formation below—the Fubo Formation—which was riddled with cracks and barely glowing.

A cyan-gold rune, imbued with the essence of boundless vitality, the virtue of the earth, and the resilience of water, flowed from her fingertips and instantly disappeared into the damaged array eye!
"Buzz—Rumble!"

The entire island of Fugui seemed to tremble!
The heart of the island pulsates with vibrant life!
The cracked array core was instantly enveloped in azure-gold light, and the cracks healed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The originally dim and crumbling blue array light shield suddenly shone brightly!
The decaying light barrier has transformed back into a resilient, profound, and ever-flowing azure color. Above the light barrier, countless mysterious vines and water-like runes have emerged and flowed!
An overwhelming and unstoppable defensive force, far surpassing anything before, suddenly spread out, its strength increasing by several times compared to the past!
Qingnang - Guyuan Seal!

This was her use of the original power of the Qingnang Dao Body, combined with the true meaning of the formation, to instantly modify and strengthen the foundation of the protective formation of Fugui Island!

This formation not only has greatly increased defensive power and enhanced resistance to attacks of water, lightning, and poison attributes, but also contains a trace of the life-giving power of the Qingnang (a type of medicinal herb), which can slowly nourish the wounded within the formation and suppress evil energies such as water, yin, and poison.

"The formation is now secure. Go and rescue the islanders yourselves."

Master Guihai trembled violently, knelt in the void, and offered deep thanks...

"All cultivators, follow me to slay the beasts!" Master Guihai's voice, filled with excitement and power, resounded throughout the island.

"Boom!"

The reinforced Haiqing shield suddenly expanded outward by hundreds of feet, and the surging power swept outward like a tidal wave!

Several heavily armored giant crabs that were attacking were violently thrown back by this life-giving force, their bone armor shattered!
A beam of emerald light, brimming with immense power, shot out from the center of the formation and struck the very center of the shell of a Tide-Riding Turtle that was about to unleash another massive wave!

"hold head high--!"

The giant tortoise let out a deafening, painful roar. Its sturdy shell was blasted open, cracks spreading like a spider web. Its massive body was sent flying backward, crashing into and collapsing half of the rocky cliff!

As the power of the formation swept across, the schools of ghost-faced poisonous fish in the air fell like raindrops, and the poisonous mist was quickly purified.

The remaining sea beasts were severely injured and overwhelmed by the overwhelming power of the formation that suddenly erupted. Their ferocity vanished, leaving only deep fear, and they began to retreat hastily into the sea.

(End of this chapter)