Cultivating a family of immortals

Xuan Wuchen reached out and made a hand seal. His spiritual power surged into his dantian like a tide, and he appeared as an ordinary person without any spiritual power around him.

He calmly looked at the green bamboo.

"Your name is Green Bamboo, right? Come with me to the bottom of the Mochuan River!"

Green Bamboo quickly agreed, but hesitated and asked, "Ancestor, should I use the [Breath Condensation Technique]?"

Xuan Wuchen calmly said, "You don't need to. If you do, how will we dive underwater? You're only at the third level of Qi Refining. When we get close to the riverbed, the ferocious beast will be busy killing the others and won't have time for you."

Green Bamboo then understood what the Supreme Elder meant and nodded emphatically.

Xuan Yebai stood to the side, his brows furrowed.

"Grandfather, are you going down to the river to find the [Bodhi Elixir]?"

"Indeed, the [Bodhi Liquid] cannot be stored in a storage bag; it must be stored in a jade bottle somewhere. Before the ferocious beast makes its move, it will surely place it somewhere under the river. If I can find it... this is exactly what I plan. I have searched the entire Changkong Immortal Continent for many years without finding it. Now that it is right in front of me, how can I not make a move?"

"But that ferocious beast is at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. If it makes a move..." Xuan Yebai said worriedly.

Xuan Wuchen snorted coldly, "Why be so afraid of cultivation? When it's time to act, one must act. If I successfully obtain the [Bodhi Liquid], the ferocious beast will be unable to advance to the Golden Core stage. With so much spiritual power condensed in its body, it will either self-destruct or suffer a backlash. That will be my time to act. After killing it and refining it into a Blood Pill, I can cultivate for at most a thousand years and advance to the peak of the Purple Mansion stage!"

"After consolidating my cultivation for a thousand years, I will use the [Bodhi Liquid] I seized to advance to the Golden Core stage, thus achieving the Great Dao of the Golden Core!"

When the words "Golden Core" were mentioned, even Xuan Wuchen's usually calm eyes showed ripples.

Xuan Yebai said blankly:

"Grandfather, it's not that I'm cowardly, but what if we fail? Once that ferocious beast reaches the Golden Core stage, what will become of my Xuan Yuan Sect..."

Xuan Wuchen calmly looked at Xuan Yebai and said, "This is the second matter I summoned you for. You wait here. If anything goes wrong, immediately return to the sect and relocate all the inner disciples to the outer sect. Xuan Yuan Sect will only leave the outer disciples to await the arrival of the ferocious beasts to deal with them! As for my Xuan family, we will go into hiding and seek another opportunity to rise again!"

"Grandfather..." Xuan Yebai said fiercely, "Grandfather, go ahead. I will take care of the Xuan Yuan Sect and the Xuan family! Please return safely after your mission is accomplished!"

Xuan Wuchen looked at his great-grandson with satisfaction, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He looked down at Xu Jingheng and asked with a smile:

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

Although Xu Jingheng was only about four years old, he was exceptionally intelligent because he was born with spiritual roots. He knew what these people were saying and understood that the person in front of him was the Purple Mansion Ancestor, who was very powerful.

So he obediently replied, "Reporting to the Ancestor, my name is Xu Jingheng!"

Xuan Wuchen nodded. "A good name. Once you join my Xuan Yuan Sect, I will bestow a new name upon you. Study diligently under Ye Bai's guidance in cultivation."

Xu Jingheng nodded and said crisply, "Ancestor, I will definitely study hard."

"Haha, not bad!"

Then Green Bamboo used the Lightness Technique to summon a flying sword, which carried her and Xuan Wuchen towards the Mo Chuan River.

At that moment, a figure darted out of the forest, covered in blood and barely breathing.

The person who came was Xuan Qingya.

"Young Master, I'm back..."

Xuan Yebai nodded and said, "It's good that you're back. The plan has changed..."

As Xuan Yebai recounted the events of earlier to Xuan Qingya, Xu Jingheng would occasionally turn his head to look at the other side of Qingping Mountain, where a village lay at the foot of the mountain.

"I wonder how my parents and grandfather are doing... I just heard them talking about that [Bodhi Liquid], and it seems so-so, not as good as our little green bottle. I must keep this news a secret. I can't go home right now, and I can't bring Young Master Xuan home either, otherwise the family secret might not be able to be kept..."

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On the Mo Chuan River, the crimson spiritual energy formed what appeared to be millions of giant hands, which were engaged in a fierce battle with the cultivators who were flying above the river.

Lin Qingcang brandished his longsword, unleashing all his spiritual power to fight against a giant hand, a bitter taste lingering on his lips.

Na Xiang Yaotian, who was once so powerful, was crushed to death by this ferocious beast with a giant hand made of spiritual energy... If he hadn't tried to escape and had turned back to fight, he might have survived, but instead he became the first to die.

Lin Qingcang was a cultivator at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, and even he struggled greatly against this giant hand, let alone the disciples below.

Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, more than half of the disciples from both sects had died.

Lin Qingcang had already given the order that the disciples below should flee at all costs, as this thing was far beyond their ability to handle.

He only realized it was a conspiracy when Xiang Yaotian died in front of him.

The Xuan Yuan Sect... I don't know why they lured these people here, and the ferocious beasts under the river are definitely not ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivators.

If today's events are not handled properly, Mohe County... no, the entire Changkong Immortal Continent will be completely transformed!

Just then, the river surface suddenly churned, and a dark figure slowly rose from the river into the air.

Everyone looked down and saw that the ferocious beast was actually a dragon, seven zhang long and as thick as a giant barrel, with layers of dark blue scales covering its body.

Its head resembled a dragon but was not; its snout was short and thick with a large gaping mouth; a single horn grew on its head; a tuft of messy black mane ran around its neck; and its vertical pupils were dark purple, staring intently at the crowd.

Lin Qingcang was shocked; such a ferocious beast had existed in his territory for many years...

Most importantly, why would the Xuan Yuan Sect deceive you?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Lin Qingcang noticed a knife wound on the dragon's abdomen. The wound was covered with scabs and was somewhat rotten, but there was no fresh blood; on the contrary, it looked like an old wound.

A flash of inspiration struck.

"This dragon was severely injured four hundred years ago and is hiding here. It must have an enemy... This enemy is very powerful. This sword was cleaved in its abdomen, and it hasn't healed even after four hundred years. It must have used some kind of magic..."

"Its current objective is clear: it wants to devour us to heal. Therefore… avoiding battle is the worst possible choice!"

Lin Qingcang shouted:

"Disciples of the two sects below, listen to my command! Today, there is no longer any animosity between the Chaoyang Immortal Sect and the Haoran Immortal Sect. Whoever you are, attack the belly of this dragon with all your might to find a chance for your survival. If anyone has any thought of deserting, even someone as strong as Xiang Yaotian will be killed!"

He took a deep breath, broke free from the powerful spiritual energy hand, and condensed a sword light in his hand, thrusting it straight towards the dragon's belly!

Many disciples followed suit, each performing hand seals as they attacked the dragon.

Instantly, countless magical spells lit up the surface of the river, like dazzling fireworks.

On the other side of Qingping Mountain, Xu Wanghe and his son Xu Changle were talking late at night when they heard a loud noise outside. When they went out to look, they could vaguely see the light and shadow on the other side of the mountain.

"War has finally broken out; I wonder which faction will fight..."