I forge immortality with a pagoda.

Meanwhile, in a teahouse in another corner of the market, two sword-wielding cultivators were enjoying tea in a private room by the window.

"This Yunyu Root is not bad." The older male cultivator took a sip and nodded slightly.

Lu Xiong, standing to the side, held the teacup with both hands, carefully sipped it, and a look of intoxication immediately appeared on his face:

"Senior brother is right. This tea is harvested once every three years, and its spiritual energy is pure and refreshing. It is most effective in calming the restless spiritual energy within the body and regulating the meridians."

Junior brother, you've really benefited from your senior brother's help this time.

Feng Xunqi chuckled and tapped his knuckles lightly on the table: "I wonder where that rogue cultivator got such a good thing; it's quite a bargain for you and me."

Upon hearing this, a sinister glint flashed across Lu Xiong's face: "It's just that that fellow is blind and dares to compete with my senior brother."

If he had been more sensible, he might have survived. His death is entirely his own fault.

Feng Xunqi looked somewhat dismissive and simply said, "Junior brother, you are mistaken."

"A mere rootless and baseless rogue cultivator, I, Feng Xunqi, can kill him as I please."

He has to stay alive no matter what.

Lu Xiong echoed, "Absolutely, absolutely. This kind of wild dog senior brother can be dealt with as he pleases."

Feng Xunqi was quite pleased, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly changed the subject:

"Has everything been settled with Junior Sister Lou?"

"I have sent Junior Sister Lou back to the sect. However, the palm strike that Senior Brother struck that day caused Junior Sister Lou a great deal of heartache. After returning, Junior Sister Lou cried for a long time and vowed to report it to Uncle Ning."

Feng Xunqi scoffed and said, "She doesn't have the guts."

"When I sparred with that kid before, I realized within two moves that his skills were very refined and that he was no ordinary rogue cultivator."

There must be a powerful backer behind them, and a very powerful one at that, otherwise why would they not even take the Canglan Sect seriously?

If we hadn't forced you to leave at that time, things might have been difficult to resolve.

As for Junior Sister Lou..."

Feng Xunqi gently shook the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.

"I'll make it up to her later."

Lu Xiong's lips moved as if unwilling, but he finally said in a low voice, "But this insult is really hard for Junior Brother to swallow."

He has always acted eccentrically and has never been subjected to such malice before. For the past few months, he has felt that there is a demon in his heart, and he cannot concentrate on his cultivation.

With a loud thud, Feng Xunqi slammed the teacup down on the table, his face showing displeasure.

"You have to swallow it whether you like it or not! With your pathetic skills, going to him is just suicide!"

"You haven't even mastered the 'Water Form Sword Technique,' yet you dare to talk about seeking revenge?"

Lu Xiong immediately fell silent, head bowed, not daring to speak again.

Feng Xunqi snorted coldly, though he was also seething with anger, but he was well aware of the stakes involved.

He only waits until his cultivation improves in the future, then finds an opportunity to eliminate Shen Yu without anyone noticing, so as to avenge his previous humiliation.

His gaze was sinister, and several crisscrossing beams of blue light quietly gathered in his palm, faintly exuding a sharp aura.

In the past few months, in addition to making progress in his cultivation, he has also mastered the "Water Form Sword Technique" to a minor level, finally managing to rank among the middle ranks in the sect.

As he finished his practice, his mind calmed down slightly, and a sense of fervor rose within him.

"To be honest, that woman Lin Qing suddenly changed her mind for some reason and actually sent me a message to meet today, saying that she has something important to discuss."

Lu Xiong immediately chimed in, his tone obsequious: "You must have been captivated by your charisma, senior brother, and now you wish to form a dual cultivation bond with me."

Feng Xunqi's eyes burned with desire; wasn't he thinking the same thing? Lin Qing was exceptionally beautiful and had a slender figure; he had long coveted her.

His arrogant demeanor, in particular, intensified his desire to conquer.

"They're here!"

A figure flashed at the top of the stairs, and a female cultivator dressed in dark green outfit slowly walked up, her heroic posture and outstanding temperament were evident.

Who else could it be but Lin Qing?

Feng Xunqi immediately stood up to greet her, beaming, "How have you been, Fairy Lin?"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Lin Qing's arm.

Lin Qing subtly sidestepped the grab, saying, "Fellow Daoist Feng, it's been a long time."

Feng Xunqi missed his grab, laughed awkwardly twice, then moved closer and frantically inhaled the fragrance before leading Lin Qing to the coffee table.

Lu Xiong immediately lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at Lin Qing even once more.

He still remembers how miserable the fate of that rogue cultivator who had harassed Lin Qing was.

"I wonder why the fairy has summoned me? But if I have any orders, I, Feng, will certainly serve her with utmost loyalty."

Feng Xunqi tried his best to maintain his composure, but he could not hide the lewdness in his eyes.

Lin Qing suppressed his annoyance with this person and said, "Recently, I have experienced occasional stagnation in my Qi and meridians during cultivation. I really don't know what the problem is, so I came to ask Fellow Daoist Feng for some guidance."

Feng Xunqi was overjoyed. "In that case, why not investigate for the fairy now and see where the problem lies?"

His gaze roamed freely over Lin Qing's body, lingering particularly long over the rise and fall of her chest.

Lin Qing subconsciously stepped back, "There are too many people around here, it might be inconvenient."

She gave a slightly stiff look, tinged with a youthful, alluring charm.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be impatient. Let me find a quiet place."

Feng Xunqi's heart burned with excitement, and he naturally replied, "It's entirely up to the fairy."

"Hmm..." Lin Qing pretended to think for a moment. "Three hundred miles east of here is a secluded valley, beside the cold spring, where we, fellow Daoists, will meet."

"Good, good, good!" Feng Xunqi exclaimed with delight. "Fairy Lin has such refined taste, enjoying the sunlight like this..."

Lin Qing quickly raised her hand to stop him from continuing.

Then take a deep breath and put on a smile.

"I have other important matters to attend to today, so I will not continue my conversation with Fellow Daoist Feng."

After saying goodbye to the two men, she hurriedly went downstairs.

After Lin Qing's figure disappeared, Lu Xiong whispered, "It seems that Fairy Lin's mind has indeed changed this time."

Feng Xunqi, brimming with smug satisfaction, declared, "You'll wait for me here for a few days!"

Lu Xiong naturally complied without question.

...

Three days later, deep in the valley, the spring water flowed gently and the mist was thick.

Feng Xunqi was pacing back and forth, sometimes rubbing his hands, sometimes gazing into the distance.

My heart was itching with desire, and my mind was filled with beautiful daydreams.

Just as his lust was burning intensely, the mist at the valley entrance stirred slightly, and a figure appeared.

Contrary to his expectations of a dashing female cultivator, she possessed a face that would be etched into his memory.

Although he had only met him once, Feng Xunqi would never forget that face.

He was tall and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing.

Who else could it be but Shen Yu?

Feng Xunqi felt as if he had been doused with cold water; his whole body stiffened, and he exclaimed, "How could it be you!"

"Fairy Lin was..."

wrong.

Feng Xunqi suddenly realized that he had fallen into a trap.

A mix of shock, fear, shame, and indignation overwhelmed him, leaving him breathless.

He roared, "That bitch Lin Qing actually dared to collude with you!"

Shen Yu already knew from Lin Qing who the person being taught a lesson was.

With a smirk, he said coldly, "It seems Fellow Daoist Feng has a deep memory of me. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Feng still remembers what I said that day."

"If you continue to bully the weak..."

Feng Xunqi's legs went weak, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Then he realized that what he feared was the power behind Shen Yu. If he really used all his means, it was still uncertain who would win.

Thinking of this, he suddenly drew his sword, and a sharp streak of light tore through the air, piercing straight for Shen Yu's face.

With a thought, a pagoda floated out from Shen Yu's spiritual platform...

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