Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 65 Cultivation Techniques and Physique, Night Raid (Part 1 & 2)
After taking the Qi-Condensing Pill, Luo Fanchen actually felt more energetic.

The fatigue had subsided slightly, but my body was still limp and weak, like a lump of mud. However, my mental strength had recovered considerably, and I was able to sit and observe myself with difficulty.

"Phew—Li Miaoyun is incredibly lucky. If she had arrived half an incense stick earlier, she would surely be dead at Luo Qianqiu's hands."

Luo Fanchen was taken aback. Fortunately, Li Miaoyun was knowledgeable, but not as knowledgeable as he had imagined. She did not recognize the sect of the Xuanzhang he cultivated. In the future, he only needed to reduce the number of times he came into contact with her so that he would not be exposed.

"Unexpectedly, the Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique is indeed a technique passed down from Xuanzhang."

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly. He was still a little scared. When he confronted Luo Qianqiu, he clenched his soul tablet and poured his true essence into it. He clearly felt that he was locked onto by dozens of terrifying auras across domains.

Although the interruption was quick, the other party was probably able to vaguely deduce the region he was in.

"This is troublesome. We need to be more careful in the future. We should not directly reveal the True Essence of Yi Wood unless absolutely necessary."

Luo Fanchen murmured, at the same time raising his awareness of the terrifying power of the Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique to another level.

This technique can resonate with the practitioner's will at crucial moments and, through the true essence of Yi Wood, forcibly alter the composition of the surrounding spiritual energy, achieving the effect of reversing the seasons within a small area.

The supernatural power is named Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects), and it can only be used during the fifteen days of the Jingzhe season. But a supernatural power is a supernatural power, and it inherently possesses the mysterious and miraculous effect of reversing the rules.

There's no Awakening of Insects? Just create one!

The only way to influence the rules and spiritual power with a superior technique is undoubtedly through the inheritance of the profound and mysterious techniques at the bottom level of the Xuanzhang, which can directly eliminate inferior techniques.

"If even a superior-grade technique is this powerful, wouldn't one be able to easily alter the celestial phenomena of a vast region if one cultivated to the level of the Profound Chapter itself?"

Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue in amazement, but soon became disappointed again.

The Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique is only a superior-grade technique, barely enough to sustain him until he reaches the Foundation Establishment stage. To reach the Profound Chapter stage, he still needs at least one more scroll and one more Daoist scripture as a legacy.

Unless he achieves enlightenment on his own, he will never be recognized or allowed to access subsequent methods in this lifetime.

"They're just too greedy."

Luo Fanchen chuckled self-deprecatingly. He had been stealing the technique, and now he was probably on the wanted list of the Xuanzong sect behind the technique, yet he still dared to harbor such wicked intentions.

If he relied on the Longevity Technique, he would never have been able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage in his lifetime. Now, thanks to the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, he has the possibility of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, which is already a stroke of good fortune.

"The path to foundation building is long. It's not too late to switch to other cultivation methods after you've completed foundation building."

Luo Fanchen quickly calmed his mind and looked inward.

He was shocked when he saw it; his internal organs and acupoints had been forcibly filled and opened by the overflowing True Essence of Wood dozens of times, and his auxiliary acupoints had also been opened up.

"Seven primary acupoints and three secondary acupoints, I can break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining at any time?"

Luo Fanchen's face lit up with joy. He was just depleted of his true essence, feeling empty and weak, and temporarily unable to condense his true essence to boost his kidney essence.

Once he recovers his vitality and the quality of his true essence, he will be able to easily break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"How long has it been since my last breakthrough? Maybe I really am a genius."

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback, murmured softly, covered the glass lamp above his head with his five fingers, and then slowly clenched it.

"The most top-grade techniques, special physique, I am a genius in cultivation and breathing techniques, no less than the inner disciples of the Qinghe Sect."

This time, Luo Fanchen wasn't denying himself; his eyes were gleaming, and a smile couldn't be suppressed from the corners of his mouth.

The Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects) supernatural power has many limitations. It requires a closed environment and the use of an array to gather the true essence of Yi wood. Only after the surrounding true essence reaches a level that can influence the composition of spiritual power can it resonate with the mind of the cultivator and allow the power of heaven to possess the body.

This method will slightly affect one's will, causing one to fall into a belligerent state, but the effect is extremely significant.

If he activated this technique, he was even confident that he could defeat a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

Similarly, his physical condition was far more complex than expected.

It can alleviate not only spiritual poison and negative true energy, but also the pressure from Luo Qianqiu's Core Formation stage.

Luo Fanchen estimated that the negative true energy below the Core Formation stage would likely have no effect on him after entering his body.

This alone makes him unafraid of most sneak attack artifacts, and ordinary medicines and poisons are like drinking water to him.

"Could I be more powerful in combat than the disciples of affiliated sects?"

Luo Fanchen's breathing became slightly rapid, and his clenched fists trembled. He was the one who had single-handedly killed dozens of Tribulation Cultivators.

Even if he can't replicate his previous state, he's still very strong in his normal state.

"With my true essence overflowing and this physique, if I were to risk my life, I could probably withstand at least five moves from a Daoist disciple of the same level!"

Luo Fanchen found it hard to believe that he, a poor, rogue cultivator, would actually encounter the shadow of a Daoist disciple.
Of course, to this day, he still hasn't figured out the principle behind overflowing true essence.

Only three preconditions can be deduced: first, the true energy is exhausted; second, a strong will or emotion drives the process, which could be the will to survive or anger.

Finally, his overflowing true energy did not come from nowhere; Luo Fanchen speculated that it might be related to his usual accumulation.

For example, after the state of overflowing true essence ends, the quality of the true essence that is re-condensed in his body drops precipitously. The more times it overflows, the more severe the drop becomes, and he will be weak for a long time due to the weakness of his true essence.

During this period, the quality of the condensed true essence remains low, but it is slowly recovering.

Finally, during the weakened phase, his resistance to negative true energy will also decrease.

"The overflowing true energy is probably stored by my body itself during my daily breathing exercises."

Luo Fanchen quickly sorted out his thoughts. When he was in a state of overflowing energy, his resistance to poison and his detoxification speed increased exponentially, and his dantian was burning unbearably hot, which meant that his true essence was stored near his dantian.

This can only be discerned after one has opened up their Qi Sea in the later stages of Qi Refining.

"No wonder I didn't notice anything special about my physique before, sigh."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, thinking to himself that he might be a talent whose potential had been wasted.

His special physique relies on storing true essence in advance. In the past, when he practiced the art of longevity, the true essence he condensed was too weak, barely enough to maintain basic breathing exercises, and his ability to break through acupoints was also weak and powerless.

At the same time, he used to be reluctant to use pills and spirit stones for cultivation, and his special physique made it difficult to retain true essence, so the effect was naturally too weak to be perceived.

After switching to the top-grade, superior technique, the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Skill, and with the support of the Meridian Opening Pill and the Spirit Gathering Array, the effects of his physique gradually began to manifest.

"Once my true essence recovers and I break through to the late stage of Qi Refining, I will be able to start trying to sublimate the Soul Banner and refine high-grade talismans."

Luo Fanchen stretched his body, unable to hide his joy.

After reaching the sixth level of Qi Refining, he was confident that he could remain undefeated against a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator under normal circumstances. At the same time, his first-grade high-quality soul banner possessed strength no weaker than that of a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator, making it relatively easy for him to refine high-quality talismans and earn spirit stones.

From now on, he will be a figure of some importance in Feiyunfang, capable of protecting Moxue and supporting her until she can cultivate in peace and participate in the Ascension Conference.

Sure enough, risk and reward are proportional; after this ordeal, he turned his life around.

"Since things have come to this, let's rest first."

The feeling of weakness returned, and after taking another Qi Condensation Pill, Luo Fanchen felt mentally exhausted and slowly closed his eyes.

"Squeak-"

The door was quietly pushed open from the outside, and in the moonlight, a figure peeked out with its furry little head, its neck hunched, peeking through the crack in the door.

Mo Xue's pretty face was tired, her almond eyes filled with mist as she observed Luo Ye's breathing. Only after his breathing calmed down did she tiptoe into the room and silently slip into Luo Ye's bed.

She was exhausted from last night's battle, but couldn't sleep soundly.

The moment I closed my eyes, all I could see in my mind was the savage grin of the calamity cultivator and the haphazardly scattered limbs and severed bodies. Many rogue cultivators I had only met a few times died tragically under his blade, and I couldn't even piece together a complete corpse.

She woke up from nightmares many times, her body ice-cold, her mind filled with the uncontrollable image of Master Luo, wielding his sword amidst blood, single-handedly slaying all the demonic cultivators. A strong sense of security immediately filled her body.

"Hoo—what is this feeling?" Mo Xue clenched her clothes tightly with her bare hands, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

She buried her pretty face in Luo Ye's chest, her nose gently brushing against his chest to smell him, her cheeks flushed with powder that spread from her snow-white neck all the way to her earlobes.

My heart is beating so fast, I really want to get close to Master Luo.

Luo Ye's embrace was like a furnace, so hot it felt like it would melt her. Just nestling in it gave her an unparalleled sense of security, ten or even a hundred times greater than any other closeness she had ever felt before. She was so captivated by it that she couldn't extricate herself.

A peace I've never experienced before
"It's Master Luo's flavor."

A faint scent of sandalwood lingered around her nose. Mo Xue's almond-shaped eyes narrowed, and her cheeks felt warm and burning.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and her delicate body wriggled in the quilt until it was pressed tightly against the ground. She could feel the reassuring warmth emanating from Master Luo through his Taoist robe. She pouted slightly and quietly swallowed.

"Master Luo, what will it taste like?"

Mo Xue's gaze was focused on Luo Fanchen's neck, her lips pressed into a thin arc, moistened with fragrant saliva, delicate and lustrous.

Her beautiful eyes were glazed over, her pretty face burning. She couldn't help but recall the crimson marks she had occasionally seen on Master Luo's neck. She was very curious about what kind of taste the spot that her little sister always liked to taste.

"Master Luo is very tired and sleeping soundly. Just sneak a taste; he won't be angry."

Mo Xue mumbled timidly, her lips parted slightly, her breath exhaling a fragrant mist, her fair chin trembling as she gently approached Master Luo's neck.

First, she carefully sniffed, then gently touched and rubbed her nose until her nasal cavity and lips were filled with the sandalwood fragrance of Master Luo. Only then did she carefully approach her lips and gently touch them.

"Well"

Her lips were burning hot, and the touch was like an electric shock, before they parted. Her pretty face shyly lowered.

Her soft, fragrant tongue gently licked her moist lips, and as if bewitched, she lowered her head and quietly approached.

At first, it was a light, tentative touch, then a gentle caress and a light kiss, and finally, her lips parted slightly as she breathed out a soft kiss, her mind filled with the scent of Master Luo.

"Qiuqiu Yun, stop fooling around. Mo Xue is still here with me."

Luo Fanchen was exhausted, his eyelids were heavy, and in his half-awake state, he vaguely felt the bedding on his body wriggling.

A moist, hot breath sprayed onto my neck, making it tingle and tickle.
Luo Fanchen subconsciously assumed it was Qiu Yun and thought he was still dreaming.

Luo Fanchen was startled awake when he smelled the sweet scent of gardenias. The touch was wrong; Qiu Yun was soft and warm against his skin, but the girl on top of him, though soft and yielding, was still pressing against his chest and making him feel a little uncomfortable.
Is it Mo Xue? Why is she in bed with me tonight?
"Master Luo, you're only thinking about Qiuyun."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xue's brows furrowed slightly. She slowly raised her pretty face, her moist lips adorned with a few drops of fragrant saliva, making her look delicate and alluring.

"Mo Xue, what's wrong?"

"Hmph! Master Luo always mistakes me for someone else, you bad Master Luo!"

Mo Xue's little face was all scrunched up, and her reaction seemed much stronger than before.

She smacked her lips, her gaze fixed on Luo Ye's lips, her long eyelashes trembling as she swallowed softly.

The girl's intense gaze startled Luo Fanchen. He instinctively tried to get up, but found himself weak and powerless. Mo Xue narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and quickly realized Luo's condition. She effortlessly grabbed his wrist and pressed him down onto the bed.

"Mo Xue, stop being naughty."

"Master Luo always thought I was a child, and he always favored one over the other, mistaking me for Qiuyun."

Mo Xue hummed softly, raising her chin and looking wistfully at Mo Xue.

"I will punish Master Luo, and I will never admit to my punishment again. Master Luo, please always remember me."

Go against Tiangang!

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. Who was punishing whom?

Unfortunately, he really couldn't muster the strength, and Mo Xue had the upper hand completely. Just as he was about to raise his voice, something suddenly flashed through his mind like an electric shock.

He immediately summoned the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses and looked at Mo Xue.

Ling Moxue, the Mortal Demoness (Wielding my three-foot sword, I will slay all the immortals of the mortal world)

[Golden Fire Superior Spiritual Root, Current Admiration Value: 3]

【Bind? 】

The admiration value that had been stuck for so long actually broke through, and the bound position changed from obscure to clear golden light.

Luo Fanchen checked his admiration points again, and wow, they had surged by 520 points overnight.

Can I bind it now?
"Master Luo, look at me."

Mo Xue's gaze focused on Luo Ye's lips, her voice softened, and her almond-shaped eyes trembled violently, filled with both desire and shyness. After a long internal struggle, she could no longer resist the temptation.

She slowly lowered her head, her moist and sweet breath brushing against Luo Fanchen's nose, carrying a sweet fragrance unique to young girls.

Something's not right. Something's not right. This admiration value of 3 doesn't seem right.

Luo Fanchen's eyes lost their luster. He was too weak to resist anyway, so he just let Mo Xue be.

Once he regains his strength, he will punish Mo Xue severely, making her truly experience the authority of an adult.

“mua——”

Mo Xue's lips were just inches away from each other when Qiu Yun, who had somehow materialized her soul at the bedside, rested her chin on her hand and gazed meaningfully at her elder sister, whose face was as red as a boiling teapot. She took the initiative to lower her head and give Uncle Luo an intimate, light kiss on the cheek.

"Autumn Charm? What do you mean?"

Mo Xue was slightly taken aback, then her gaze focused on the faint kiss mark on Uncle Luo's face, and her pretty face turned shy and annoyed.

Her lips parted slightly, her almond-shaped eyes trembled and contracted, while Qiu Yun narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Uncle Luo, you can't be biased! My sister kissed me, so I want one too!"

"Autumn Charm!"

Mo Xue was secretly annoyed. She hadn't even mustered up the courage to kiss him yet, and her younger sister had already stolen the spot. How infuriating!

If it were anyone else, she would have already been furious and drawn her sword, but Qiu Yun was a younger sister on par with Master Luo, so she could only swallow her anger and pout, feeling wronged. She couldn't bear to bully Qiu Yun.

Unfortunately, Qiu Yun was quite willing to bully her older sister. She lightly touched her lips with her index finger and said slyly.

"If you don't want this one, I'll take it, okay?"

"No way! Qiuyun, you're getting more and more outrageous."

"But...wasn't it my older sister who climbed into bed first?"

"I I just."

Mo Xue was embarrassed and annoyed. How could she, who was bad at talking, out-argue Qiu Yun? She stammered for a long time, only to turn her pretty face red. Seeing that her little sister was really going to kiss her again, she didn't care about anything else and pouted her lips to lightly peck at the remaining half of Luo Ye's face.

She simply didn't have the nerve to kiss Master Luo's lips under Qiu Yun's gaze.

"Half for each person is not considered unfair."

Qiuyun covered her mouth and chuckled, while Moxue pouted and muttered, "What do you mean, half for each of us?"

Of course she wanted it all, but she couldn't bring herself to be cruel to her younger sister. For now, she could only accept it.

Unnoticed by anyone below, Luo Fanchen felt a slight burning sensation on his cheek where he had been kissed. He silently rubbed his back teeth, glancing at the two women with ill intent, thinking to himself that once he recovered, he would definitely teach the two sisters an unforgettable lesson.

(End of this chapter)