Cultivating a family of immortals

Seeing that Ao Yan's strength was about to return to its peak, Xuan Wuchen remained calm and kept his eyes fixed on Ao Yan.

He thought to himself, "So what if I recover? A cultivator at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm needs to calmly absorb [Bodhi Liquid] and cultivate to condense a Golden Core within their Purple Mansion. It can take anywhere from several decades to several hundred years to succeed. If you forcefully try to break through using the opportunity of battle, you only have a one in a hundred chance of winning!"

Just then, seemingly having devoured enough low-level cultivators, Ao Yan stopped attacking the Qi Refining disciples below. Instead, his true form turned around and attacked together with his Dharma form.

"You are the most crucial link in my journey to condensing my Golden Core!"

Ao Yan roared, his claws crackling with immense spiritual power, transforming into streaks of golden light as he attacked Xuan Wuchen.

Xuan Wuchen scoffed, "A fool's dream!"

At this moment, he finally killed all seven evil souls, freeing his hands to clasp them together and form a palm print.

The palm print, formed from spiritual energy, was enormous and radiated a dazzling golden light. When it collided with the claws, the entire Mochuan River was shaken and surged towards both banks.

The cultivators below also suffered; many were unable to dodge in time and were actually shaken to death by the river.

Fang Shouzhou was extremely lucky to survive, but he was also seriously injured. He exchanged a glance with the cultivators beside him and no longer cared about fighting to the death. If he didn't escape now, when would he?

The disciples below fled in panic.

The man and the dragon above ignored them.

"Don't pretend. Although you've devoured many cultivators, the wound in your abdomen, attacked by these low-level cultivators, is already nearing its breaking point. Your current use of spiritual power to temporarily seal it is merely a delaying tactic. Even if you manage to condense your golden core, that abdominal wound will eventually take your life!"

Xuan Wuchen sneered, "I'm truly curious, who delivered such a blow to you? It's quite a stroke of luck that you're still alive!"

Ao Yan's eyes were bloodshot. He thought to himself that this person had indeed cultivated to the Purple Mansion level and had some insight, as he could see the injury on my abdomen.

"Enough with the idle talk. Today I've provoked you to make your move. It's either you or me who dies. Let's see who can add a stroke to whose cultivation path!"

"Haha, of course!"

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Around Qingping Mountain, the nearest mountain, people were taking refuge everywhere.

Xu Wanghe and Xu Changle stood in the courtyard, staring in disbelief at the lightning flashing across the sky, which illuminated the heavens.

"This power is many times stronger than the [Lightning Summoning Technique] talisman that can annihilate a Qi Refining Stage 10 cultivator. Perhaps it's a high-level cultivator making a move; could it be that the sect leaders of the two sects are fighting?"

Xu Changle frowned and said:

"A Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator is incredibly powerful; a mere gesture can cause the earth to tremble. Father, I fear this will affect this place. Perhaps we should take the villagers and seek refuge here temporarily!"

Xu Wanghe pondered for a moment and said:

"Very well, then immediately send someone to call everyone in Qingping Mountain Village to travel light with us to Chama Town."

Xu Changle immediately led Xu Jingtao and Sun Erzhu and their group to call for people to take refuge.

Fortunately, the commotion at the Mochuan River was so great that hundreds of households in Qingping Mountain Village stopped outside the village to watch, and soon everyone was gathered together.

Xu Wanghe's reputation in the village is now no less than that of the Wang family in the past. He can command almost anyone's attention. Sun Erzhu led his men out of the village.

However, a short while later, Sun Erzhu returned, sweating profusely, and said:

"The village seems to be isolated by some kind of magical formation, with a layer of light blocking the way out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu and his son were filled with surprise and doubt.

Just then, a figure emerged from the darkness.

"There's no need to organize the villagers to go out anymore. Xu family... you must be Xu Wanghe?"

An old Taoist priest emerged from the darkness and stood at the entrance of the Xu residence.

Xu Wanghe and the other two looked over and saw that the old Taoist had lost his right arm, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was soaking wet and covered in blood, as if he had just come up from underwater.

Xu Wanghe raised an eyebrow and immediately cupped his hands in greeting, asking:

"May I ask who you are?"

Xu Changle immediately said:

"So it was Immortal Master Lin Feizi, Father. He was Guan Yi's master."

Xu Wanghe's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless as he immediately said:

"So it's my son's master. What's wrong, Immortal Master?"

The visitor was none other than Lin Feizi.

He desperately fled into the cave beneath the Mochuan River. He should have died from a single palm strike from Xuan Wuchen, but because of the life-attribute spiritual energy condensed from Xu Guan's life-giving spiritual root within his body, which protected his heart meridian, he miraculously survived.

But at this moment, he was like an ordinary person, having walked back from the Mochuan River.

Upon arriving here, he used his last bit of spiritual power to set up an array in the village... He intended to refine all the villagers of Qingping Mountain into blood food for himself to devour in order to recover from his injuries.

Unlike Blood Pills, Blood Food only requires an array to isolate it, and within three hours, it will drain the life force of everyone within the array.

Unfortunately, just as the formation was set up, Xu Wanghe wanted to take people to safety, which is why he revealed himself.

He nodded calmly and said:

"Since you are Guan Yi's father, you can take your family and retreat to the Haoran Sect. The other villagers can stay here and wait. The battle in the sky is intense, but it is a matter for the immortal masters and probably will not affect this place."

Xu Wanghe immediately nodded and said, "I will follow your instructions, Immortal Master. But what's wrong with you?"

Lin Feizi was in a very bad state at the moment; otherwise, he could have killed all these people in front of him with just a wave of his hand.

Therefore, he could only patiently explain:

"I fought with the enemy and was seriously injured, but I will recover after one night's rest. You don't need to worry, leave as soon as possible."

Xu Wanghe readily agreed, then turned to have someone pack his luggage, his heart secretly pounding with excitement as he pondered:

"This old bastard is so badly injured, today is the best time to take revenge. But we don't know how much strength he has left, or if he has any talismans or magic treasures... I heard from Guan Yi that he is a high-level cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm. If we act rashly, we might be killed by him instead. How should we test him?"

While hesitating, Xu Changle cupped his hands and said:

"Immortal Master, I wonder how Guan Yi is doing in the sect?"

Lin Feizi waved his hand and said, "He is in seclusion, and everything is fine. Let's not delay and set off quickly."

Xu Changle stubbornly insisted:

"Immortal Master, why don't we let the villagers come with us to take refuge? Their presence here won't be of much use."

Lin Feizi angrily retorted, "This is an order from the Haoran Sect!"

"Immortal Master, please forgive me," Xu Changle quickly bowed, then waved behind him and said, "Father, why pack your bags? We'll be back sooner or later. Things have come to this point, we should set off quickly! Let's call Mother and Xingyao out and go together."

With his back to Lin Feizi, Xu Changle turned around and met Xu Wanghe's gaze; everything was understood without words.

Xu Wanghe was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Alright, it's your way."

As they spoke, the two summoned Li Rongping and Zhou Xingyao. The group bowed to Lin Feizi and passed by him.

Lin Feizi nodded, a hint of weariness flashing in his eyes, and slowly walked towards the inner courtyard.

His back was visible to the others.