The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Dark clouds loomed overhead over Cuiping Mountain.

Two black-robed elders stood in mid-air, emanating terrifying Nascent Soul-level auras. The elder on the left had a withered face and sunken eyes; he was none other than the Ghost Spirit Sect's Supreme Elder, the Bone Elder, with an early Nascent Soul cultivation. The elder on the right was tall and imposing, with a face full of scars; he was another Supreme Elder, the Blood Fiend Old Monster, also an early Nascent Soul cultivator.

Below them, the Five Elements Returning to Origin Formation, the protective array of Cuiping Mountain, was radiating five-colored light, resisting the two's attacks.

"This formation is quite ingenious," the withered old man said hoarsely, waving his bone staff. A beam of gray light struck the formation, causing ripples to spread.

"It's just a third-tier high-grade formation, how long can it hold off the two of us?" The Blood Fiend Old Monster sneered, summoning a blood-red longsword and slashing down fiercely.

"boom!"

The formation trembled violently, and Doctor Mo, who was in charge of the formation, turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, he was still struggling against the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Elder Mo!" Han Changqing quickly channeled his magic power to stabilize the array's core.

"I'm fine." Doctor Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing determination. "Master, the formation can only hold for another half an hour at most. If Master doesn't return soon, we'll have to use those three talismans."

Han Changqing gritted his teeth: "Wait a little longer, Father should be back soon."

Just then, a beam of azure light shot from the horizon and landed outside the formation in the blink of an eye, revealing Han Mu's figure.

"Father!" Han Changqing was overjoyed.

"Master!" Doctor Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Mu looked at the two people in the air, his gaze calm: "Fellow Daoists, why are you attacking my Han family's sect?"

The skeletal old man narrowed his eyes: "You're Han Mu? The Han Mu who killed five Core Formation cultivators from my Ghost Spirit Sect?"

"It was me," Han Mu said calmly. "They invaded my mountain gate without cause and have brought about their own demise."

"What a foolish way to court death!" The Blood Fiend Old Monster laughed in fury. "A mere late-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to be so arrogant? Today I'll show you that the might of a Nascent Soul cultivator is not to be trifled with!"

Before the words were finished, the blood-red longsword transformed into a hundred-foot-long beam of crimson light, tearing through the sky and slashing down at Han Mu.

This strike contained seventy percent of the Blood Fiend Old Monster's power, enough to kill any Core Formation cultivator. He was confident that he could cleave Han Mu in two with a single blow.

However, Han Mu simply raised his right hand and extended two fingers.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the blood-red longsword was actually held between Han Mu's two fingers, unable to move.

"What?!" The Blood Demon Old Monster's pupils shrank suddenly.

The old man withered bones also changed his expression: "Body cultivator?"

No, that's not right. This isn't body cultivation, it's...

"The magic weapon is good, but the person is too weak." Han Mu flicked his finger, and the blood-red longsword flew back even faster than when it came.

Blood Fiend Old Monster hurriedly made a hand seal, trying to retrieve his longsword, but found that the longsword had slipped out of his control!

"puff!"

The longsword pierced through the Blood Fiend Old Monster's protective aura, leaving a bloody hole in his shoulder. Had he not reacted quickly, the blade would have pierced his heart.

"You've concealed your cultivation level!" the withered old man roared. "You're not at the Core Formation stage at all; you're at the Nascent Soul stage!"

Han Mu remained noncommittal, raised his hand, and the Qiankun Fan appeared in his hand.

"It's too late to find out now."

As the fan unfolded, the five elements of divine light flowed, and a terrifying aura spread out.

The withered old man and the bloodthirsty monster both changed color. This aura was even stronger than that of the sect leader, Wang Tiangu!

"Mid-stage Nascent Soul! You are a mid-stage Nascent Soul!" The withered old man's voice trembled.

"Run!" Blood Fiend Old Monster didn't hesitate and turned to flee.

"Can you escape?" Han Mu asked calmly, gently fanning himself with his Qiankun Fan.

Five-colored divine light swept out, covering an area of ​​ten miles. The Blood Fiend Old Monster felt his body sink, as if he were sinking into a swamp, and his speed dropped sharply.

"Fellow Daoist Kugu, save me!" Blood Fiend Old Monster cried out in terror.

The old man with withered bones gritted his teeth, summoned a bone shield to block in front of him, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence to use the Blood Escape Technique to escape.

"Trying to leave?" A cold glint flashed in Han Mu's eyes, and he fanned himself with the Qiankun Fan again.

The second beam of Five Elements Divine Light arrived first, catching up with the withered old man. The bone shield only lasted for a moment before shattering inch by inch. The withered old man screamed in agony as half his body was struck by the divine light and turned to ashes.

Only the nascent soul screamed as it flew out of the mangled body, about to teleport away.

Han Mu was prepared and reached out to grab. An invisible hand appeared out of thin air and grasped the withered old man's nascent soul in its hand.

"No! Fellow Daoist Han, spare my life! I am willing to submit! I am willing..." The Nascent Soul of the withered old man begged for mercy in terror.

Han Mu remained unmoved and unleashed his magical power from his palm.

"puff!"

The nascent soul transformed into specks of spiritual light and dissipated into the world. A nascent soul cultivator had thus perished.

All of this, though a long story, actually happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the Blood Fiend Old Monster reacted, the Withered Bone Old Man was already dead.

"Fellow Daoist Han, it's all a misunderstanding!" The Blood Fiend Old Monster quickly stopped, forcing a smile. "Wang Tiangu sent us; we were just following orders. If you will let me go, I'm willing to swear an oath to my inner demons, never to be an enemy of the Han family again!"

"A vow made by inner demons?" Han Mu smiled faintly. "Do you think I'd believe that?"

The Blood Fiend Old Monster's face stiffened: "Then what do you want, fellow Daoist, to let me go?"

"Simple," Han Mu said. "Tell me the distribution of strength within the Ghost Spirit Sect, the weak points of the mountain-protecting formation, and Wang Tiangu's weakness. If you do well, I might consider sparing your life."

A struggle flashed in the eyes of the Blood Fiend Old Monster, but when he saw Han Mu's cold gaze, he still gave in.

"I'll talk, I'll talk! The Ghost Spirit Sect has three Nascent Soul cultivators. The sect leader, Wang Tiangu, is in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, while I and Kugu are in the early stage. There were originally twelve Core Formation cultivators, but you killed five of them, leaving seven. There are about a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators and over a thousand Qi Refining disciples..."

He revealed the Ghost Spirit Sect's secrets in detail, including several weak points in the mountain-protecting formation and the flaws in Wang Tiangu's cultivation technique.

"...Wang Tiangu cultivates the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique,' which is powerful, but each breakthrough requires devouring a large number of living souls, causing his soul to become unstable. Every full moon night, he goes into seclusion to suppress his inner demons, which is when he is at his weakest."

Han Mu listened quietly, and only asked after the Blood Fiend Old Monster finished speaking, "That's all?"

"That's all. I've told you everything I know," the Blood Fiend Old Monster said with a forced smile. "Fellow Daoist, can you let me go now?"

Han Mu nodded: "Okay."

Blood Demon Old Monster was overjoyed and turned to leave.

But at that moment, Han Mu unleashed the Qiankun Fan for the third time.

The Five Elements Divine Light poured down like a waterfall, engulfing the Blood Fiend Old Monster.

"You...you broke your promise!" The Blood Fiend Old Monster only had time to let out a miserable scream before he turned into ashes in the divine light, and even his nascent soul couldn't escape.

"Credit?" Han Mu put away his Qiankun Fan and said calmly, "To be trustworthy to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. I understood this principle a long time ago."

He reached out and collected their storage bags and magical artifacts, then looked into the distance.

There, a streak of light was rapidly fleeing; it was Wang Chan, who had been secretly watching the battle.

"Trying to run?" Han Mu's lips curled into a cold smile, and he vanished from the spot in a flash.

A hundred miles away, Wang Chan desperately urged his escape light, his heart filled with fear.

Two Nascent Soul elders, just like that? Killed by Han Mu with three slaps?

So what exactly is Han Mu's cultivation level? Late Nascent Soul stage? Or...?

He dared not think any further, only wanting to escape back to the Ghost Spirit Gate as soon as possible and tell his father this terrifying news.

However, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Young Master Wang, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Han Mu stood with his hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face.

"Senior Han...please spare my life!" Wang Chan knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly. "This junior was blind and offended you, senior. Please spare my life! This junior is willing to serve you like a slave!"

"To be a beast of burden?" Han Mu shook his head. "I don't need that."

"What does Senior need? Spirit stones? Magic treasures? Beautiful women? My Ghost Spirit Sect has them all! As long as Senior spares my life, I will give you anything!" Wang Chan said hurriedly.

Han Mu looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I need you to pass on a message for me."

"Please speak, senior!"

"Go back and tell your father, Wang Tiangu," Han Mu said slowly, "What happened today is just the beginning. Tell him to wash his neck and wait. I will personally go to the Ghost Spirit Sect and take his life."

Wang Chan was taken aback, then overjoyed: "Yes, yes, yes! This junior will definitely deliver the message!"

"Get lost."

"Thank you for sparing my life, senior!" Wang Chan felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled away.

Han Mu watched his departing figure, a cold glint in his eyes. Letting Wang Chan go wasn't to have him deliver a message, but rather to lure out Wang Tiangu.

Two of the three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect are gone. Wang Tiangu, the remaining one, will certainly not let this go easily. Rather than waiting for him to come knocking on our door, we should take the initiative.

"System, view tasks."

Main Quest: Rise of the Clan (90% Progress)

[Mission: Defeat the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect (Completed)]

[Rewards: 20000 Contribution Points, Special Building "Sword Testing Platform" Blueprint x1]

[New Mission: Annihilate the Ghost Spirit Sect]

[Task Rewards: 50000 Contribution Points, Blueprint for the Special Building "Transmission Pavilion" x1, Random Skill Inheritance x1]

"Destroy the Ghost Spirit Sect?" Han Mu mused. It seemed the system wanted him to nip it in the bud.

Very well, since we've become mortal enemies, there's no need to hold back. The Ghost Spirit Sect has a thousand-year history and profound foundation; if we can absorb it, it will greatly benefit the Han family's development.

"But before that, we need to improve our strength." Han Mu looked at the two storage bags in his hand.

Both the withered old man and the bloodthirsty monster were Nascent Soul cultivators, and their wealth should be considerable. Moreover, although he won the battle just now, he also expended a lot of energy. Although the Qiankun Fan was powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy. Even with his mid-Nascent Soul cultivation, he felt somewhat strained after using it three times in a row.

"I need to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible."

Han Mu flashed back to Cuiping Mountain.

"Father!" Han Changqing greeted him, his face full of excitement.

"Master!" Doctor Mo also bowed respectfully.

"Clean up the battlefield and repair the great formation," Han Mu ordered. "Also, inform all clansmen that I will be going into seclusion to attempt to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in one month. During this time, no one is allowed to disturb me."

"Yes!" Han Changqing and Doctor Mo replied in unison.

Han Mu returned to his cave, activated the protective barrier, and began to take stock of his spoils.

The storage bags of the two Nascent Soul cultivators did not disappoint him. They contained over a million spirit stones, including more than a dozen high-grade spirit stones. There were countless magical treasures and pills, but the most valuable were the Bone Elder's staff and the Blood Fiend Old Monster's blood blade, both low-grade fourth-tier magical treasures.

"System, exchange for cultivation empowerment."

[Exchange for Nascent Soul mid-stage to Nascent Soul late-stage cultivation empowerment, requires 30000 contribution points]

[Current Contribution Points: 24550 (Original) + 20000 (Task Reward) = 44550]

[Redeem or not?]

"exchange."

[Exchange successful, initiation process begins]

A massive surge of spiritual energy flowed into his body, and Han Mu closed his eyes to begin refining it.

A month later, the spiritual energy of Cuiping Mountain surged, and a powerful aura emanated from Han Mu's cave, enveloping the entire mountain.

He has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.