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

Chapter 66 Binding, New Divine Power, The Beginning of the Ascension Tournament (Chapters 3 & 4)
In the latter half of the night, the two sisters kept an eye on each other and managed to avoid causing any further trouble.

Both sisters were aggressive but lacked defense; their light kiss on Luo Fanchen's cheek was already an impulsive act.

After calming down, the two sisters shyly buried their faces in Luo Fanchen's arms and fell asleep without realizing it.

"Ah"

After the two women's breathing became even and their sleeping faces were peaceful, Luo Fanchen chuckled to himself.

After the two sisters made a fuss, he simply couldn't fall asleep.

"When admiration reaches three, it's truly a qualitative change. If three is this good, imagine what five will be like!"

Luo Fanchen chuckled self-deprecatingly, troubled by the future challenges of educating Mo Xue and Qiu Yun, while simultaneously excited about the increase in his admiration points.

Finally, he can bind it. Mo Xue has a superior spiritual root. After binding, he will receive one-fifth of his cultivation every time he breaks through, which will greatly make up for the lack of breathing speed of his five spiritual roots.

He summoned the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses, focused his gaze on Mo Xue, and clicked to bind.

The golden light was dazzling, and Ling Moxue's dim cover gradually became filled with spiritual light, revealing the parts that had been obscured to Luo Fanchen.

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]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Level 2]

[Technique: Longevity Technique (Low-Grade Wonderful Technique)]

[Techniques: Geng Metal Edgeless Sword (Superior Technique), Fire Rain Sword Waterfall (Mid-Grade Technique), Cloud Ripples Water Convergence Sword (Superior Technique)]

Having mastered all three sword techniques, Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes. He noticed a subtle connection between himself and Mo Xue, and the girl in his arms looked even more charming and innocent.

In addition, he can see Mo Xue's condition and more detailed information.

Meanwhile, his own title page has also undergone some changes, with the addition of sections on physique and supernatural abilities.

Luo Fanchen

[Qi Refining Level 5]

[Physical Constitution: Sudden Rise of Killing Intent (Sword Bone)]

[Supernatural Power: Awakening of Insects, Mortal World]

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. The Red Dust was a divine ability he obtained from Mo Xue, which allowed the girl to gain one-fifth of her cultivation when she broke through a realm.

As for physique, there is an additional trait called "Sudden Rise of Killing Intent," which, judging from the description, should be related to Mo Xue's innate swordsmanship, and is likely a degraded version of it.

Beyond the Sword Bone, there seem to be other physical constitutions, but the Eight Desolate Demoness Record has tried several times without being able to reveal them.

"Can I also obtain Mo Xue's physique?"

Luo Fanchen's face lit up with joy. He had deeply experienced the terrifying power of Mo Xue's innate swordsmanship. It would take him more than a month to study the sword techniques, but the girl could comprehend them thoroughly in just a few days, or even a day, and often had her own ideas that she could perfectly apply in combat.

Furthermore, Mo Xue has an unusual obsession with combat and possesses an extremely strong combat instinct; she is practically born to fight.

To a large extent, it depends on his innate sword bone ability. Even if he could obtain one-tenth of the divine effect of a girl's physique, it would still be a huge improvement.

"awesome"

Luo Fanchen couldn't wait to try it. He closed his eyes and recalled the mid-grade wonderful technique, the Cloud and Rain Sword Art.

Sure enough, the previously obscure and difficult parts suddenly became clear and easy to understand. He also gained more insights into the flow of qi in sword techniques. His previous haphazard sword dances, which were unsystematic, are now mastered without a teacher, and he can easily combine sword techniques in simple ways, which is wonderful.

Is it possible for such a degraded version to have such miraculous effects?

He underestimated Mo Xue's physical talent.

Luo Fanchen was surprised. He then began to simulate a sword fight, using Mo Xue as a template, based on his understanding of sword techniques and his mental simulation of combat.

Previously, when I saw Mo Xue's sword light moving as fast as a startled swan, I only thought it was powerful. Now, after careful consideration, I realize that her swordsmanship is simple and exquisite, and I can see the difference in skill.

In swordsmanship, Mo Xue has far surpassed him; the difference between them is almost equivalent to the difference in their cultivation levels.

"No wonder Mo Xue can fight enemies of higher levels. Speaking of which, she is a rare genius to be able to fight several Tribulation Cultivators of the same level by herself with just the Longevity Technique."

Luo Fanchen silently praised her, becoming even more confident that Mo Xue would join the Daoist sect.

He roughly estimated that his sword bone's divine effect was less than 30% of Mo Xue's, and wondered if it would increase with the level of admiration.

He was very satisfied with this; things were finally getting better.

At the same time, at the former site of the deacon's office, in the simple and quiet top-floor attic.

Five tall buildings rose from the ground, located at the very center of the Spirit Gathering Array. The place was quiet and elegant, with nothing else within a three-mile radius, providing a place for Ming Ruoxue to rest briefly.

The original steward's office was demoted to rebuild in the outer ring due to poor management. The Qinghe Sect is now trembling with fear, afraid that this Daoist prodigy will continue to pursue the matter.

"Of course we should investigate."

Inside the openwork peach wood screen, Ming Ruoxue sat cross-legged, her snow-white face cold.

Amidst the wafting incense smoke, Li Miaoyun stood somewhat reservedly to the side of the screen, her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen. She said apologetically, "It's my fault. Jubao Pavilion failed to help Qinghe Sect maintain stability during the chaos, which led to heavy losses."

"It's none of your business. Jubao Pavilion is completely uninvolved. Besides, you went to investigate the Yimu Sect's territory at my request."

Ming Ruoxue shook her head slightly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. The Qinghe Sect inner disciples standing outside the screen broke out in a cold sweat, half-kneeling with their heads bowed, their hearts pounding like drums.

The Qinghe Sect's dereliction of duty, coupled with its attempt to annex the resources of the Yimu Sect by concealing the truth, meant that by the time the Luoshen Pavilion discovered the deception, Luo Qianqiu had already taken the pill and undergone tribulation, severely damaging the prestige of the Luoshen Pavilion and causing a negative impact.

Luo Qianqiu himself is also a considerable threat to the lower-level disciples of Luoshen Pavilion, and is extremely difficult to eradicate.

Following this incident, the leaders of Xianshuiju and Qinghe Sect were held accountable, and for the next hundred years, the number of slots for exchanging Foundation Establishment spiritual items was halved.

"With so many traitors, I am very disappointed in your Qinghe Sect."

"My lord, we are guilty and willing to do our best to make amends. We beg you to give Qinghe Sect another chance."

The disciple kneeling at the head of the table is the chief disciple of the Qinghe Sect, named Qingluo. He is a direct descendant of the sect and successfully established his foundation during the chaos in Feiyunfang.

Even a Foundation Establishment genius in the eyes of a rogue cultivator is no better than someone kneeling slightly ahead of Ming Ruoxue.

Ming Ruoxue lightly tapped the table with her knuckles, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and the temperature in the pavilion plummeted. The cold air easily penetrated her protective true energy, making everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Whether it is a reward or a punishment, I will decide for myself. Three days from now at noon, I will have all the cultivators come here to witness the ceremony."

"get out."

Before the disciples could even bow, they found themselves outside the steward's room, their bodies covered in frost. Qingluo, among others, remained completely unaware.

"The Daoist prodigy is terrifyingly talented. He is indeed far beyond what we, his subordinates, can compare to."

Qinglu smiled bitterly. The pride he had felt after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage vanished. He probably wouldn't even last one move against Ming Ruoxue.

As an inner disciple of the Luoshen Pavilion, Ming Ruoxue is currently responsible for the development and taxation of the three major vassal sects: Qinghe Sect, Xianshui Residence, and Yimu Sect.

She also has to bear responsibility for the disaster caused by the Yimu Sect. Although it is not a big deal for her status, it is still a loss of face. The Qinghe Sect will have a hard time from now on.

"Sister, calm down."

Inside the pavilion, even the graceful and charming Li Miaoyun appeared reserved in front of Ming Ruoxue.

She was well aware of this Daoist prodigy's strength; he was one of the most promising candidates to comprehend the profound mysteries.

Why should I get angry over such a piece of trash?

Ming Ruoxue shook her head slightly and sighed, "The sect's punishment won't really affect me, but I might have to stay here a little longer." "Is it because of Uncle?"

Li Miaoyun, quick-witted, immediately figured out Ming Ruoxue's motives.

Ming Ruoxue was not born into a prominent clan. The highest-ranking member of her clan was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Her biological father had no spiritual roots and was just a mortal. Now that his lifespan was nearing its end, he urgently needed a treasure to prolong his life.

Ordinary longevity-enhancing spiritual items are difficult for mortals to withstand, so it is likely that Ming Ruoxue came to refine the Immortal Longevity Pill for Luo Qianqiu.

This elixir can only be taken once in a lifetime, but because its effects are mild, even ordinary people can gain an extra hundred years of life.

"Yes, if it weren't for the Longevity Pill, why would I have come to this desolate place?"

Ming Ruoxue chuckled softly, and with a gentle wave of her hand, a jade teapot materialized out of thin air, slowly pouring a cup of fragrant tea for Li Miaoyun and herself.

The aroma of tea filled the air, and the two of them, without needing cups or saucers, held the spiritual liquid in their hands across the distance and savored it slowly.

This tea is called Yunmingyu, a second-grade superior tea. It is very beneficial for Foundation Establishment cultivators to condense their Qi, and is extremely valuable. Li Miaoyun usually doesn't drink too much of it.

"Unfortunately, I arrived a few steps too late. I wonder if Sister Miaoyun has any clues about the essence of the Longevity Pill?"

Ming Ruoxue pursed her lips slightly, the faint sweetness of lotus seeds emanating from her body seemingly even more intoxicating than the rich aroma of spiritual tea.

Most vassal states are autonomous, and her title of co-managing the three sects is merely a nominal one. Moreover, given her current status, the complete annihilation of the three vassal states would not affect her in the slightest.

Within the Daoist sect, the Xuanzhang inheritance is everything. She has plenty of junior sisters from the outer sect who can handle such trivial matters, so why did she need to come personally?

Unfortunately, Luo Qianqiu has already consumed the second Longevity Pill, so now they can only try to find clues about the first Longevity Pill.

If we can find the Longevity Elixir soon, we can extend Father's life and allow him to sever his attachment to the elixir and comprehend the profound mystery of the Supreme Being's Forgetfulness.

"According to the intelligence I've gathered, this demon Luo Qianqiu has twice refined the Immortal Longevity Pill. The first time, due to the interference of the Heart Demon Temple, the Immortal Longevity Pill was split into five pieces, and their whereabouts are unknown."

"I can only confirm that the Qinghe Sect possesses one."

Li Miaoyun gently brushed her hair aside, revealing her ears, which were slightly flushed from sipping the spiritual tea.

"The one from Qinghe Sect is in the hands of the steward of Feiyun Workshop. That fellow was cowardly in battle and died at the hands of Luo Qianqiu. His essence is nowhere to be found."

"I can only confirm that one remains within the secret realm of the Yimu Sect."

Ming Ruoxue narrowed her long, beautiful eyes and slowly paced up: "I have collected all the sacrificial remnants within the Qinghe and Yimu sects and used them for reverse divination."

"Luo Qianqiu did not take the Immortal Longevity Pill with him; his essence is still within the territory of the Qinghe Yimu Sect."

After Ming Ruoxue finished speaking, she said slowly, "So I plan to stay a few more days and take the opportunity to open the Yimu Secret Realm again and obtain the essence of the Immortal Longevity Pill."

"If we divide it into five parts, besides the Yimu Sect Secret Realm, we're still short four parts. What should we do?"

"Take your time, it won't make a difference. With the Ascension Ceremony approaching, I will preside over the selection of participants here. If we are lucky enough to produce a few more geniuses who can join the Daoist sect, we might be able to obtain another Core Formation Spiritual Object."

Li Miaoyun was slightly taken aback. Her pretty face showed envy, but also a sense of inferiority: "Sister, are you about to complete the elixir?"

"Yes, the accumulation is complete. Once the mind is at peace and distracting thoughts are cleared, one can comprehend the profound mysteries and attempt to break through to the Golden Core stage."

"Sister, you truly are a prodigy of the Taoist sect."

Li Miaoyun exclaimed in admiration, knowing that barring any unforeseen circumstances, she would never be able to form a core in this lifetime, let alone a golden core.

When a pill is formed in the dantian, it requires a massive amount of spiritual power. Each time the pill is rotated, it receives more infusion of the rules of heaven and earth, forming pill patterns.

The number of cinnabar patterns represents the quality and density of the cinnabar essence; each additional turn increases the quality by half a percent.

Before the third transformation, the pill is empty and liquid, making it difficult to solidify into a substantial form; it is called a false pill or a fake pill.

After three cycles, the pill becomes round and full, with complete spiritual essence, and can be called a precious pill.

After the seventh cycle, the elixir becomes perfect, flawless and without defects, constantly tempered by the true fire of the Golden Elixir. When the elixir is completed, purple clouds stretch for thousands of miles, and it is honored as the Golden Elixir.

"Whether one can comprehend the profound mysteries of the Dharma is still another matter, after all, it cannot compare to the Xuanmen (Taoist sect)."

Ming Ruoxue chuckled self-deprecatingly, only those at her level could understand the difficulty of comprehending profound mysteries.

Even though she had cultivated the inherited profound methods and scriptures, and was hailed as the most likely person in the contemporary era to comprehend the esoteric texts, her actual comprehension and grasp of them was only about one-tenth.

The Xuanmen tradition is still well-ordered, extracting and compiling the essence of the Xuanzhang itself. As long as one comprehends the method of inheritance, one can directly resonate with the Xuanzhang.

Of course, the chance of comprehending the methods passed down through the Xuanmen sect is only about one percent of that passed down through the Daomen sect.

"Where is the Xuanmen (mysterious sect)?"

Li Miaoyun murmured softly, and the sadness on her pretty face faded a little, replaced by a brighter smile.

Doesn't she happen to possess a genuine Xuanmen sect technique? If she were to rise to power alongside it, she too would surely reach the stage of Core Formation.

"There are many spies in the Treasure Pavilion. I will need you to keep an eye on the Longevity Pill Essence for me in the future. You can also come to visit me often. If you encounter any problems in your cultivation, you can ask me for help at any time."

"Thank you very much, Sister Ruoxue. I do have something to repay you with."

Li Miaoyun finally understood why Ming Ruoxue was being so polite to her.

The Mysterious Chapter of Luoshen Pavilion is a Supreme Immortal Technique, which has two branches that have continued to this day: Supreme Forgetfulness and Supreme Harmony. The latter has been lost for a long time, and no one has been able to comprehend it for thousands of years. Therefore, it is known to the world for its method of forgetting emotions.

Ming Ruoxue comprehended the profound text, naturally aiming for the method of forgetting emotions. After practicing this method, her emotions became as indifferent as water, and she walked the path of heaven and man.

If Sister Xue wanted to repay kindness and sever karmic ties before attaining enlightenment, she could increase the chances of successfully attaining enlightenment.

“Miaoyun, you may speak frankly.”

"I would like to apply for an award for a friend who fought to the death during the chaos of Feiyunfang, single-handedly fighting ten Tribulation Cultivators and protecting the peace of the area."

"What is your cultivation level and spiritual root aptitude?"

"At the fifth level of Qi Refining, one only possesses the five spiritual roots."

Without Luo Fanchen's consent, Li Miaoyun naturally dared not let him attract Ming Ruoxue's attention.

Lord Luo also cultivates the Way of the Soul Banner. Even if Ming Ruoxue turns a blind eye now, she will surely send someone to settle scores after she comprehends the profound mysteries and forgets her emotions.

Those who are detached from worldly desires cannot tolerate even a speck of dust in their eyes.

"Five spiritual roots? What a pity. Just as Miaoyun said, when I announce the Ascension Ceremony tomorrow, I will personally commend him."

Ming Ruoxue nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then casually said, "He deserves a reward for his merits, so let's give him two hundred immortal favors."

"Thank you, elder sister."

"I'm tired, you can leave now."

Ming Ruoxue finished her fragrant tea, closed her eyes, and began her meditation. Li Miaoyun, understanding the situation, bowed and took her leave.

The so-called "celestial affinity" refers to tokens issued by the Luoshen Pavilion during the Ascension to Immortality Conference, which are similar to points and are used to compete for a spot in the conference.

Immortal Destiny can be directly exchanged for Spirit Stones at a ratio of two to one. It can also be exchanged for rare and precious materials from the temporary list provided by Luoshen Pavilion.

"Mo Xue possesses dual spiritual roots. The adults are nurturing her so that she can rightfully enter the Xuanmen sect."

Li Miaoyun murmured, "It's a pity that Mo Xue is a bit older and doesn't have an advantage among the many talented contestants. We need to plan ahead and strive for a spot."

"Phew—it's a pity that my Treasure Pavilion can only have one preliminary round spot at most, and Mo Xue really can't use it."

Li Miaoyun sighed softly, preparing to personally visit Lord Luo in two days with good news.

(End of this chapter)