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

Chapter 82 Sublimation, On Leaking (7000-word chapter, please subscribe~)

"The three souls and seven spirits gather, and the sacred law of the perfect man is condensed."

Stepping on the four cardinal directions and reciting the general principles of the Supreme Man's Banner Method, Luo Fanchen moved backwards from the nine palaces of Qimen Dunjia, starting from the central palace and ending at the Kan position. With each step, half of his true essence was lost.

With the Nine Palaces fixed, the blood-red patterns beneath his feet emanated an evil light, rapidly spreading to every corner of the underground space.

The soul banner danced and unfurled like a ghost, the yin wind howled, not cold but unbearably hot, dozens of fierce ghosts broke out of the ground from the nine palaces, turning into shadowy ghost claws that clung to the central palace, burning the central soul banner like a furnace.

"This is this"

Yuan Chun, watching from afar, had pale lips, her skin burning hot as if it were about to catch fire, and her cheeks flushed red. She felt as if her soul was being torn away by the fierce and sinister wind, and for a moment she felt dizzy and horrified.

"Autumn Charm, hang in there."

"I'm fine, Uncle Luo."

Amidst the swirling cold wind, countless blood-red patterns clung to Qiu Yun's soul. The girl's pretty face was contorted in pain, her soul resembling boiling molten lava. Each cleansing brought excruciating pain to every part of her soul. She forced a smile, but her soul was tainted by evil thoughts, turning it a dark gray.

"High-grade Xuanjing, fire sand."

Luo Fanchen unleashed several prepared first-grade high-quality auxiliary ingredients, silently chanting the activation method while simultaneously releasing the remaining Soul Cleansing Crystals. These crystals transformed into pure spiritual light that entered Qiu Yun's body, instantly calming the girl's pained face.

Her soul gradually calmed down, turning from dark gray to transparent.

Qiu Yun's lips trembled slightly as she caught her breath and gave Uncle Luo a reassuring smile.

"Exorcising Evil - Hundred Ghosts March!"

Luo Fanchen formed the Hai Water Seal with his hands and used the Evil Control Technique to release all the fierce ghosts and accomplices, as well as three wandering souls. Countless dense ghosts burst out of the Nine Palaces and roared as they rushed toward Qiu Yun's location, as if they wanted to tear her apart and devour her.

During the ascension of the Soul Banner, the bindings are at their weakest. If they can devour the main soul, they can take its place.

"You think you can do this? Bone Devouring Curse—Soul Stealer!"

Luo Fanchen sneered, his hand forming the Earth-Dog Seal. Hundreds of dark green iron chains covered in thorns emerged from the Soul Banner, piercing through the shoulder blades of all the souls. They howled and struggled, but could not escape the powerful Wood-Yi True Essence.

Finally, Luo Fanchen refined it into crimson spiritual power with a finger gesture, which then completely entered Qiu Yun's soul.

With the powerful replenishment of soul energy, the blood array frozen underground finally began to operate slowly. The twisted blood patterns opened and closed like a gaping maw, and more than ten kinds of auxiliary materials and magical treasures quickly dissolved into blood and disappeared into the soul banner.

Crystals condensed on the surface of the pole, slowly transforming it. The banner changed from blue to dark red, and the blood patterns on it became increasingly deep and fierce, like a ghost.

Qiu Yun's soul visibly solidified, and the girl's three thousand strands of black hair danced gracefully, fading from jet black to snow white, and then from white to jet black again, in a continuous cycle. Her narrow eyelids were also adorned with two touches of dark red eyeshadow, making her alluring and captivating.

Her beautiful eyes were hazy, as if a demonic force was rising within her, but she quickly returned to calm. Until the final ingredient, the placenta demon material, melted in the central palace, her drifting, formless soul suddenly froze, as if it were solid.

"what--"

Qiu Yun parted her lips slightly, exhaling softly, her pretty face dreamy, her cheeks flushed with a peach-red hue.

The faint, sweet scent of lavender lingered around his nose. Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback, realizing that Qiu Yun's condition was somewhat off. But when he looked at the Soul Banner again, he saw that its spiritual energy was complete and its divine light was contained within. It was much more refined than before, indicating that the sublimation had been successful.

"Uncle Luo... Uncle Luo, I can't take it anymore, please, please..."

Autumn Charm's tongue peeks out slightly, her lips moistened with sweet saliva, and her watery eyes seem to hold autumn water, full of longing.

It startled him, but he was just having an addiction.

Luo Fanchen breathed a slight sigh of relief. Qiu Yun's soul power had suddenly increased, but her body was lacking in essence, and she needed essence blood to stabilize her realm.

"Please...give it to me."

"You greedy girl."

Luo Fanchen smiled and casually summoned a gust of yin wind to obscure Yuan Chun's vision. As for the other two, they were still unconscious after taking pills due to serious injuries, so there was no need to worry about them.

With a slight flick of his fingers, the autumn charm appeared instantly.

A fragrant breeze wafted over him. Luo Fanchen skillfully extended his thumb. He didn't mention cutting open the wound to squeeze out the essence blood anymore; Qiu Yun could suck it if she wanted.

"Hmm, Qiuyun, you..."

The soft jade exudes fragrance, and after the autumn charm is sublimated, its strength increases dramatically, and its power becomes extraordinarily great.

Caught off guard, Luo Fanchen was tackled to the ground by Qiu Yun. The girl's slender, beautiful legs opened and closed, her pear-shaped buttocks straddling his lower abdomen. The heavy touch was soft and plump, and her delicate hands gripped his wrists so tightly that they hurt, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Luo Fanchen could naturally break free from Qiu Yun's control, but fearing he might hurt the young girl, he let her act as she pleased.

"Uncle Luo."

Autumn Melody murmured in a dreamlike voice, her pretty face flushed, her pupils slightly unfocused from being lost in thought.

She lowered her head slowly, sniffing gently like a cat, but soon her breathing became more intense, her moist cherry lips pursed slightly, lingering on his neck, sniffing and kissing lightly.

A ticklish, moist, and sweet breath lingered around the tip of my nose.

Wherever his lips touched, an unbearable burning sensation and a tingling electric shock made Luo Fanchen's body gradually stiffen, and his breathing became erratic.

This girl is playing with fire!

"Ouch——"

The soft, moist tongue lingered on my neck, accompanied by a slight stinging sensation.

Luo Fanchen frowned slightly, but quickly calmed down. He could feel Qiu Yun's rationality gradually returning, and the force binding his wrists gradually weakening.

He easily withdrew his hand, half-embracing the girl's slender waist, and gently stroked and patted her beautiful back, showing his affection and tenderness.

"Uncle Luo, what happened to me?"

"Awake? Silly girl, you're making me so tired."

After replenishing her essence and blood, Qiuyun timidly raised her small face. The dark red eyeshadow on her slender eyelids had faded, making her less bewitching and more holy and delicate, like a gardenia after the rain, soft and refreshing.

"How embarrassing!"

Qiu Yun murmured, shyly lowering her head, her delicate features so close to hers.

Her eyebrows were as delicate as willow leaves, her eyes as clear as spring water, and her cherry lips were moist and full. She was beautiful enough without any rouge. Luo Fanchen was momentarily stunned and lost in thought. He could see his own reflection in the girl's beautiful eyes.

"Well?"

Lost in thought, Luo Fanchen seemed to see Qiu Yun's watery eyes narrow playfully, and her soft lips curling into a sly smile.

They fell for the trap.
Luo Fanchen thought to himself that things were going badly, but Qiu Yun took the initiative and lowered her head with lightning speed. Her delicate lips captured Luo Shu's lips, and after a light taste, she quickly pulled away before he could come to his senses.

"Hehe! Uncle Luo's cooking is so sweet!"

Qiu Yun stood up first, her soft tongue licking the corner of her lips. As she squinted her eyes to savor the moment, her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

Luo Fanchen lightly touched his lips with his fingertips, still somewhat dazed.

It's really sweet and has a faint lavender scent.

"Reversing the Heavenly Gang, Qiu Yun has also reached her rebellious phase."

"Pfft, Uncle Luo is angry?"

Qiu Yun covered her lips with her delicate hand, winked mischievously at Uncle Luo, and gently brushed her fair toes against his calf.

"Is Uncle Luo going to punish me?"

Qiu Yun's pretty face flushed slightly. She wanted to stop while she was ahead, but Luo Fanchen easily grabbed her ankle. Before she could pull back, her jade foot was already in his clutches.

"Yes, bad kids should be punished properly."

Luo Fanchen didn't hold back either, his fingertips tickling the soft soles of her feet. While feeling the delicate skin of her feet, he secretly played a trick, tickling Qiu Yun's delicate body tense up, her round toes curling inward and her arches forming crescent shapes.

"Itchy Uncle Luo".

"If it doesn't itch, is that considered punishment?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Please forgive me, Uncle Luo, please forgive me this once."

A tingling, electric-like sensation shot from the soles of her feet straight to her head. Qiu Yun giggled incessantly, her branches trembling wildly, and she begged for mercy repeatedly.

She felt shy, awkward yet sweet; even though it was punishment, she wanted to be closer to Uncle Luo.

"Uncle Luo, you're so mean. When you punish my sister, you usually spank her buttocks, but you tickle her soles."

Qiu Yun finally managed to pull her jade feet away, but her delicate body was already mostly limp and she couldn't muster any strength.

Her watery eyes were deep and mysterious, her lips slightly pouting as she raised her toes, almost as if she wanted to step on Uncle Luo's face. However, she still felt sorry for Uncle Luo and stood obediently in place with her hands folded.

Luo Fanchen calmly stood up; he had just overstepped his bounds slightly, but it was nothing serious.

He approached Qiu Yun and gently stroked the girl's beautiful back, comforting her while sensing her soul's state.

Solid, strong, and showing no signs of being corrupted by karma and evil thoughts, this sublimation was a great success.

"how?"

"I've gotten so much stronger. I reckon Sister Mo Xue won't be able to beat me for a long time."

Qiu Yun murmured, her soul power surging. After some time of seclusion to refine her soul power, her combat strength would not be lower than the seventh level of Qi Refining. Moreover, as long as she refined enough soul spirits, she could advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining without any bottlenecks.

However, if one wants to go further and reach the Foundation Establishment stage, the Soul Banner needs to be sublimated again.

The transition from the first to the second tier is the essential transformation. The conditions for sublimation are extremely demanding, and the materials are very precious. Once successful, she will be unafraid of sunlight, able to manifest in daylight, and can attach herself to a physical body at will, almost like a living person.

"Without controlling my soul, I should be about the same as Yun Che."

"Seventh level of Qi Refining? It seems I'll have to rely on Qiu Yun for protection from now on."

Luo Fanchen smiled, stroking Qiu Yun's dark hair with great satisfaction. The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she squinted her eyes in great enjoyment.

She clenched her fists and whimpered, "Of course, I will protect Uncle Luo and Sister Moxue!"

Qiu Yun was quite excited, but her pretty face belatedly fell down after Mo Xue was mentioned.

I feel so bad for sneaking out, Sister Mo Xue!
If Mo Xue were to discover the rapid progress of her relationship with Uncle Luo, she would probably be so jealous that she would explode. However, because she couldn't bear to part with her feelings for Uncle Luo, she could only force a smile to cover it up, while secretly shedding tears of bitterness in private.

It's a headache. She lacks the necessary qualities and has no physical body, so she knows she's not good enough for Uncle Luo.

She was already extremely satisfied to have secured a place before her elder sister and had no intention of competing with her for favor.

Rather, with Uncle Luo's Dao heart and profound good fortune, he might even have the potential to form a core. The fairies he encounters in the future will surely become more and more outstanding. She, with her lack of physical body and poor aptitude, simply cannot hold onto her rightful place.

Only my elder sister's talent and temperament are worthy of Uncle Luo. Her strong personality can also deter future philanderers.

What is Qiuyun thinking about?

"It's nothing, I just miss Sister Mo Xue a little. Uncle Luo, do you miss her too?"

"It's only been a few days, but I have been thinking about it. I wonder how her swordsmanship and cultivation techniques are progressing. I'll have to find some time to check on her later."

"Hmph, my older sister is even more capable than me. She's very good at hiding her talents. Uncle Luo will have to give her a thorough check-up~"

After finishing her sentence, Qiu Yun yawned wearily.

Her soul power surged, and she needed to go into seclusion for more than ten days to control it. After saying goodbye to Uncle Luo in a hurry, she went into the soul banner.

The rest of the time is all yours, sister. You must live up to her expectations!
Qiu Yun secretly cheered for her older sister, then, with the cold wind as her pillow, she went into seclusion and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, at Li Miaoyun's residence, Mo Xue was practicing her sword skills with all her might.

Her swordsmanship was like a dragon in flight, and her Three-Part Yuan Qi Sword technique was nearing mastery. She could unleash it instantly from nowhere, alternating between the real and the illusory. Even a fourth-level Body Tempering cultivator would find it difficult to withstand. As she progressed rapidly, her unique sword intent was also slowly condensing.

"Phew—finally, some progress!"

Sheathed her sword, Mo Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Since switching her cultivation method, her progress has been rapid, with seven days of improvement exceeding a month's. She is confident that she can condense sword intent soon and at least pass the eleventh level of the Sword Tower!
When Master Luo comes back, he'll be very pleased to see how much she's grown.

If she takes the opportunity to act coquettishly, she can use this to get closer to Qiu Yun, and then she will definitely leave Qiu Yun far behind.

"I'm sorry, Qiuyun, but I can't give up Luo Ye to you!"

Mo Xue's lips moved silently, eager to be praised by Master Luo. While wanting to get closer, she also felt a sense of guilt.

Wasn't it a bit cunning of her to sneak away like that?

There's no way around it; struggles are always cruel. As the younger sister, Qiuyun still has a lot to learn.

At the same time, on the wooden window of the third-floor attic, Li Miaoyun sat leaning against the window, silently watching Mo Xue's every breath and sword strike. She nodded slightly, her eyes filled with satisfaction. Beside her, Yun Mo respectfully held a cup of fragrant tea, serving her.

"Mo Xue has made rapid progress. Congratulations, Pavilion Master, on acquiring this beautiful jade."

"Mo Xue has opened sixteen acupoints in her Chongmai, making rapid progress. In terms of talent, she is no less than Sister Ruo Xue. She will definitely have a place in the Daoist sect in the future. I am also doing well."

Li Miaoyun smiled, but a hint of worry was revealed in her watery fox eyes.

Recently, Hou Tu Ge, Chong Yun Zong, and Sheng Xiao Lou, three branches that were originally at odds with her, have taken the initiative to contact her for the first time, and have opened up several of their most important trade routes.

These trade routes have been blocked for several years, and their reopening will greatly reduce the costs of escorting guards and purchasing raw materials.

This was originally a great thing, greatly alleviating her current predicament.

She initially thought it was a stopgap measure by the three pavilion masters to back down, but upon closer investigation, she discovered that the three branch pavilions had also undergone major personnel changes, with all those in charge who were at odds with her being dismissed.

The deacon in charge of social interactions treated her with utmost respect, suggesting a deep collaboration, clearly not a temporary show of weakness.

"It's truly strange that these three pavilions suddenly changed their policies."

Li Miaoyun murmured to herself, unable to sleep all night because of the news, feeling troubled.

There must be something fishy about this unusual situation. She knew that the three pavilions were not targeting her intentionally, but were being coerced by the branch pavilion that controlled the Qingyuan Domain. That was why they hadn't completely eliminated the three pavilion masters.

If the three are killed rashly, the successor will surely be a more hostile and difficult enemy to deal with.

Logically speaking, as long as the head of the Qingyuan Domain branch hasn't changed, it's impossible for them to relax their suppression of her.

"I also think that the three branch offices have ill intentions. If they make concessions now, it is probably just because they are weak. They will definitely take back the principal and interest."

"A cunning villain"

Yunmo frowned in thought, then quietly echoed his sentiment. Li Miaoyun also nodded slightly, deeply agreeing.

As long as the true disciple of the Incense Burning Sect remains in power, the Li family and the Flying Cloud Pavilion will never have a peaceful day, and the three pavilions will not dare to disobey their superiors or cooperate with them.

"A true transmission of Taoism!"

Li Miaoyun murmured silently, her pretty face contorted in bitterness.

The fault lies entirely with the Li family. That true disciple of the Daoist sect had no time to deliberately target them, these insignificant ants. He merely expressed his displeasure, and the inner and outer disciples who sought to curry favor with him, as well as the powerful clans, took action to suppress and embarrass the Li family.

As for that Taoist priest, he probably didn't take the matter to heart at all, just like he wouldn't care if his pet dog trampled an ant nest.

"How is Mr. Luo doing? When will he be returning?"

Li Miaoyun sighed softly, a strong sense of powerlessness rising in her heart.

The true disciples of the Daoist sect hold a lofty position, outwardly no less than the orthodox disciples of the Xuanmen sect, and are all top geniuses of the Eight Desolations who comprehend the profound mysteries.

That disciple of the Incense Burning Sect is considered to have a relatively high level of resonance with Xuanzhang among his peers, and he has a good chance of becoming a Nascent Soul and a Deity in the future.

Even someone as strong as Sister Ruoxue only has less than a 20% chance of becoming a true disciple, and in the eyes of that true disciple, she can only be a concubine.

"My Li family should not have offended such a proud and arrogant person for such petty gains."

Li Miaoyun murmured silently. She couldn't save the Li family. Her elder sister had done her best, but she could only delay the family's downfall. All her hopes were pinned on the adults and Mo Xue.

"Chief Yun has returned, but Lord Luo has not yet returned. Could it be..."

"Impossible. How dare Xian Shui Ju and Xin Mo Temple harm you, sir? Just wait for good news."

Yunmo looked worried, while Li Miaoyun covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head slightly.

She spent every day with Lord Luo, so she was naturally aware of his terrifying true energy and combat intuition. His combat power had long surpassed that of the Daoist disciples. Even if Sister Xue were of the same level, she would not be a match for him.

This was without ever activating the Xuanzhang Divine Power.

The profound chapters are in harmony with heaven and earth, and the inheritance method inherits its core essence. It can borrow the power of the laws, and once activated, its combat power will undergo a qualitative change and sublimation.

"However, the matter of the Heart Demon Temple still needs to be reported to Sister Ruoxue to prevent any trouble from arising."

Li Miaoyun murmured softly, took out a communication talisman, and intended to report the details of the Heart Demon Temple to Ruoxue, but then immediately thought of the Soul Banner in the master's hand and stopped herself.

Whether to report it or not should be decided by the adults upon their return. Revealing the whereabouts of the Soul Banner would only cause trouble.

"I'm tired, step down. I need to take a bath to cleanse myself."

Li Miaoyun gently pressed her temples with her fingertips. The changes of the past few days had been quite upsetting her. Just as she was about to get up and leave, there was a timely knock on the door, and the voices of Yun Biaotou and Xiao Cui came through, sounding rather hurried.

"Why are you so flustered?"

Li Miaoyun frowned slightly. Logically speaking, Yun Biaotou and Xiao Cui were not qualified to enter her residence.

However, because of Lord Luo, she granted the two of them a special privilege for a short period of time.

"Lord Luo Luo has just returned to Feiyun Workshop."

"Prepare a banquet to welcome the esteemed guest and wash away the dust of his journey."

Li Miaoyun was slightly taken aback, and a hint of joy finally appeared on her pretty face. However, Chief Biao Yun hesitated to speak, and it was Xiao Cui who spoke in a trembling voice, stumbling over her words.

"My lord, he has gone to the residences of the three branch pavilion masters."

"what?"

Li Miaoyun's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and her eyebrows furrowed into a delicate inverted V-shape, revealing a palpable sense of anxiety.

She stood up, paced back and forth in frustration, feeling a rare sense of grievance in her heart.

"Damn it. I should have thought of this sooner, I should have taken precautions sooner, damn it."

Li Miaoyun paced back and forth, her pretty face wrinkled, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

She was genuinely afraid that the master would be outmaneuvered by those three cunning individuals. The master was meticulous and naturally knew that she had offended a powerful figure and was fraught with hidden dangers. Compared to the other three pavilion masters, or even the Qingyuan Domain branch pavilion, the assistance she could provide to the master was very limited.

The returns and risks are completely disproportionate. On one hand, there is a huge investment several times over, as well as friendships with the Qingyuan Domain branch and even the Daoist prodigies.

On one hand, there's her, a ticking time bomb, who might hold us back in the future.

If given a choice, even she would choose the former without hesitation.

"Sir's talent has been noticed after all. No wonder those three scoundrels opened the trade route. It turns out they were just trying to distract me. Their real target was you, sir."

Li Miaoyun was almost in shock. She used almost every means to win over the adults, putting in most of her energy and even neglecting her cultivation.

She has given almost everything she could, but it is still insignificant.

"Immediately send men to guard the mansion and keep a close watch on it. If the gentleman leaves, report to me immediately."

"Sect Master, this will only incur Lord Luo's dislike and backfire."

Yunmo offered quiet advice, but Li Miaoyun became increasingly agitated. Fortunately, she was still at the Foundation Establishment stage and retained some rationality, forcing herself to calm down.

"Keep things as they are. You are not a member of our Treasure Pavilion. If you wish to trade with other branches, that is your prerogative and we should not interfere."

"Is it really true, Lord Ke Ruo?"

"impossible."

Li Miaoyun's pretty face regained its composure. After calmly rejecting the offer, she waited for everyone to tactfully leave before slowly releasing her delicate hand from under her sleeve, revealing deep marks all over it.

Even if she is at the Foundation Establishment stage, she still cannot restrain the adults' will.

For now, all we can do is take care of Mo Xue and wait for the outcome.

"My lord, you are not a heartless and ungrateful person."

Li Miaoyun soothed herself softly, slowly took off her clothes, revealing her graceful and delicate body, and stepped over the screen to enter the spirit spring pool, letting the scorching mist cover her body.

"What use are you to me if I don't even know I'm keeping a ghost in my house?"

Inside the inner ring, in the three-story pavilion of the former deacon's office, Ming Ruoxue's pretty face was as white as frost, and her delicate body was shrouded in snowy mist.

Before him, several Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Immortal Water Abode, dressed in their robes, knelt trembling on the ground. The room was cold, and a thin layer of frost had formed on their skin.

Beside them, a Foundation Establishment disciple had been frozen into an ice sculpture, his head cleanly severed, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) features still showing the panic of his death as he stared at them.

This Foundation Establishment cultivator was the third elder of the Immortal Water Abode. He was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, yet he couldn't withstand a single casual move from Ming Ruoxue and was instantly killed.

"The Third Elder has made great contributions to our Immortal Water Residence. We never expected him to defect to the Demonic Sect."

"What, does having performed meritorious service mean you can't be a spy? You've already forgotten about the Qinghe Sect after only a few days of trouble?"

Ming Ruoxue sneered, looking down at him with cold, blue eyes.

She disdainfully tossed a Rakshasa mask from her storage ring, a mask identical to the one worn by the black market's organizer.

"I usually just resell robes and don't bother with spiritual herbs. This scoundrel is secretly colluding with the Heart Demon Temple, using his own disciples to refine demonic treasures. He deserves to die!"

“Exterminate the entire clan. If this happens again, your sect leader should step down.”

"Yes Yes."

Several Foundation Establishment elders knelt on the ground, their meridians icy cold and covered in cold sweat.

The once high and mighty Foundation Establishment cultivators among the rogue cultivators are now being scolded like stray dogs, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

"Xianshuiju plundered our friendly sect, hehe. You've done a good job teaching them."

"When we get back, we will definitely deal with Yun Che seriously."

"Handle it? No need, someone has already taken care of it for you."

Ming Ruoxue's aggressive and sarcastic words put considerable pressure on the Foundation Establishment elders, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

"The disciples of Xianshuiju have all been wiped out; Xinmo Temple is now double-crossing them."

"However, the Heart Demon Temple was also taken advantage of by someone else, and was completely killed by one person. Judging from the method, the person should be a demonic cultivator. You should keep a close watch on the three domains recently, and report to me immediately if there is any abnormality."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly. They didn't have time to feel sorry for their disciple's sacrifice; their hearts were filled with apprehension.

He single-handedly slaughtered all the disciples of the Heart Demon Temple and the Immortal Water Residence. If he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Ming Ruoxue would have sensed it. Now, there are no further clues, so he must have reached the Qi Refining stage.

A single person of the same level could defeat dozens of disciples from various sects and kill them all. Such a prodigy must be a true member of the Holy Sect. How could such a genius appear in this desolate place?

No wonder someone as strong as Ming Ruoxue would feel wary.

"Ten days from now, I will personally open the seventh floor. At that time, the other three sects will definitely send people to climb the floor. You must not embarrass me."

"We will do our utmost!"

"get out."

Ming Ruoxue pursed her lips slightly beneath her thin veil, not in the mood to criticize the others too much. Only after the three of them left with the corpse did she pick up the Rakshasa Mask from the ground, her brows furrowed.

This person must be a traitor to the Demonic Sect; the Soul-Summoning Bell and the Placenta Cart cannot be produced by him alone.

"The three souls are still intact, but the seven spirits have all been lost. Is this Luo Qianqiu's puppet?"

Ming Ruoxue took a Heart-Cleansing Pill and paced back and forth in a daze.

"There is nothing in the three sects' territories that Luo Qianqiu needs. What is her intention in going to such lengths to place human puppets?"

Ming Ruoxue murmured softly, "The Soul-Summoning Bell is extremely precious. It may seem to be auctioned on the black market, but in reality, it was deliberately sent to someone by Luo Qianqiu."

"Is it that orthodox member of the Holy Sect? No. That person's methods and residual soul power should indicate that he is from the main lineage of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Ming Ruoxue racked her brains but to no avail, so she could only increase the intensity of patrols.

The three sects under her jurisdiction did not possess any valuable treasures that Luo Qianqiu and the Heavenly Demon Sect would covet. Even if the other party harbored ill intentions, their target was not her.

"Luo Qianqiu is too busy to be in two places at once. Even if a Qi Refining cultivator from the main branch of the Heavenly Demon Sect causes a commotion, it won't affect this desolate land of the Three Sects of Qinghe."

Ming Ruoxue murmured, quickly sorting out her thoughts. After reporting the situation in detail to the sect, she kept it in mind and did not further intensify the search for that main branch member.

Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot sense the location of that main lineage, and even Qi Refining cultivators, including disciples of the Luo Shen Pavilion, are no match for this person.

Unless the other party shows up on their own initiative, the search will be in vain.

(End of this chapter)