The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 145 Ancient Elixir Recipe with Lightning Attribute

Zi Ling Fairy parted her lips slightly and said, "Senior Yang, Senior Xue Chanzi, to be honest, this is the first time I have met you two seniors."

"I hope you won't take offense at making such an unreasonable request so soon after we met."

Yang Qingyuan waved his hand and replied, "It's alright. Actually, I met you once a few years ago, but you were just a child back then."

"But then again, this trip is extremely risky, and Mr. Yang doesn't want to put himself in danger."

As if she had anticipated this, Fairy Ziling explained, "My mother also mentioned Fellow Daoist Yang in her letter, saying that among the goods being transported was an ancient pill formula that could increase the chances of a cultivator with the Thunder Spirit Root condensing a Nascent Soul."

"If you are willing to lend a helping hand, my mother will give you this ancient pill formula with the lightning attribute as a reward."

Elder Fu and Zhuo Ruting, who were standing nearby, couldn't help but show surprise when they heard that Yang Qingyuan was a cultivator with the Thunder Spirit Root.

"Oh?" Yang Qingyuan frowned slightly and asked Fairy Ziling first, "How did Fellow Daoist Zhou Yuan know that I have a lightning spiritual root?"

Fairy Ziling did not hide anything and explained, "My mother learned about this from Senior Duan on Drywood Island."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyuan suddenly realized what was going on. However, considering that he might need this pill formula to break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck, he said, "Very well, I will make the trip."

"But it was agreed beforehand that if his life were in danger, Yang would prioritize his own safety."

Blood Cicada coldly echoed from behind, "Since that's the case, I'll also make a move."

Seeing that three Core Formation cultivators were willing to lend a helping hand, Fairy Ziling was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly, saying, "After the matter is settled, Ziling and her parents will definitely repay the kindness of the three seniors handsomely."

Elder Fu then inquired, "Young Sect Master, where are Sect Master Wang and the others currently trapped?"

Fairy Ziling explained, "My parents were ambushed while passing through the Tongtian Mist Sea."

"At the speed of a Core Formation cultivator, it would take another month to reach the vicinity of the Heavenly Mist Sea."

Upon hearing that the distance was so far, Elder Fu's mind began to wander, and he started to make some calculations. He thought to himself, "If the journey of a month is delayed, by the time we reach the Tongtian Mist Sea, Sect Master Wang and Elder Zhao may already be dead."

"At that time, I will be the only Core Formation cultivator left in the Myriad Sounds Sect, and it will not be a problem for me to monopolize the sect's resources."

"Perhaps, I might even get to taste the flavor of the most beautiful woman in the Chaotic Star Sea."

Thinking of this, Elder Fu's eyes turned fiery, his gaze fixed on Fairy Zi Ling's chest.

Having grown up surrounded by matters between men and women, Fairy Ziling naturally understood the meaning behind Elder Fu's gaze. She couldn't help but furrow her brow, but given that she still needed Elder Fu's help, she could only swallow her anger.

"No need for a month." Yang Qingyuan patted the spirit pet pouch at his waist and introduced, "I have raised a level six flood dragon as my mount. Its flying speed is extremely fast. It will take at most ten days to reach the Tongtian Mist Sea."

More than thirty years have passed since the black dragon swallowed the demon core of the level six thunder dragon. In the meantime, it was fed a large number of monster remains by Yang Qingyuan, and now it has successfully broken through to level six.

Zhuo Ruting and Elder Fu, who were standing nearby, also showed surprise when they heard that Yang Qingyuan had actually kept a level six demon beast.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Ziling was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Senior Yang can subdue a level six dragon?!"

"No wonder my mother often mentions the names of our elders."

"Let's not delay, let's set off now."

Yang Qingyuan released the ink dragon at the dock, and together with Fairy Ziling, Zhuo Ruting, and Elder Fu, they rode the ink dragon and flew southeast.

Ten days later, at noon, they arrived at the Hidden Fiend Sea near the Sea of ​​Mist.

An elderly man in gray was riding a flying sword, carrying a young woman in purple as they fled.

The gray-robed elder was only at the early stage of Core Formation, and his aura was already disordered, indicating that he was injured. The purple-robed young woman was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and was not worth mentioning.

At this moment, the two looked tense, as if they were trying to evade pursuit.

Sure enough, two plumes of black smoke came rushing from behind, relentlessly chasing after the gray-robed old man and the purple-robed young woman.

The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the two plumes of black smoke were both around the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm.

Seeing that the black smoke was much faster than his own flying sword and that he would be overtaken soon, the gray-robed elder gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fellow Daoists behind, I have no grudge against you."

"Now that you have captured the sect leader and his wife of the Miaoyin Sect, why continue to press them so hard?"

"Why not be lenient and let Zhao off the hook?"

A sinister laugh echoed from the black smoke behind them, coldly replying, "When we from Hidden Fiend Island make a move, we always kill without mercy."

"You should all just surrender."

Seeing that the other party refused to give up, the gray-robed old man's face turned ashen. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the flying sword.

The flying sword hummed, emitting a dazzling spiritual light, and then its speed increased dramatically.

"Even if it means burning my life essence, I must survive." The gray-robed elder's face was gloomy as he buried his head and fled.

The young woman in purple behind her was also terrified and turned pale.

"Heh heh." The two mid-stage Core Formation evil cultivators in the black smoke weren't in a hurry at all. Instead, they mocked, "We'd like to see how much of your life essence you can keep burning!"

At the same time, a white dragon suddenly sped towards us from the horizon.

Standing atop the dragon's head were three men and two women, namely Yang Qingyuan, Xue Chanzi, Elder Fu, Fairy Ziling, and Zhuo Ruting.

Upon seeing the gray-robed elder and the purple-clad young woman, Fairy Ziling beamed with joy and exclaimed, "It's Elder Zhao, a guest elder of our sect, and Left Envoy Fan Jingmei!"

"They're still alive!"

Elder Fu frowned slightly upon seeing that Zhao Zhenren, also a guest elder, was still alive, his expression showing displeasure, clearly indicating a strained relationship between the two. He spoke up, "Are there two evil cultivators at the mid-stage of Core Formation in those two plumes of black smoke?"

"I am no match for any one of them, let alone the fact that they have come together."

Upon arriving in this sea area, Zhuo Ruting was still filled with fear upon encountering two evil cultivators at the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm. She said to Fairy Ziling, "Miss, why don't we retreat from this sea area first and discuss this further?"

But Fairy Ziling wanted to find out about her parents from Fan Jingmei and the other girl, so she naturally wouldn't just watch them die. She could only look to Yang Qingyuan for help.

"Go." Yang Qingyuan turned to the side and ordered Xue Chanzi behind him, "Kill those two evil cultivators in the middle stage of Core Formation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Chanzi remained calm, mobilized the magic power in his dantian, and a pool of blood gushed out from under his feet. He then soared into the air and faced the two evil cultivators who were in the middle stage of Core Formation.

At this moment, because the Blood Spirit Technique was operating at full power, the Nameless Concealing Breath Technique lost its effect.

The Blood Cicada erupted with a terrifying bloody aura, causing the cultivators present to change their expressions drastically.

"Late stage of Core Formation!"

"This person is actually a cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation."

"Such a strong malevolent aura!"

"Just how many people has this person killed? —"

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