Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

Before long, the lake surface rippled and trembled, and a soft, bright light rose rapidly from the depths of the water.

A three-foot-long, pure white spirit clam, its shell shimmering with the light of the moon, leaped out and was about to soar into the air and disappear.

"Moon Shell!"

"Quick, grab it!"

The monks around the lake exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Daoxuan, standing in the crowd, had a sudden thought as relevant information surfaced in his mind.

The Spirit Shell is a treasure trove; its hard shell can be crafted into defensive magical artifacts.

The shellfish meat is full of spiritual energy, and consuming it can enhance one's cultivation.

Most importantly, the pearls produced are full of spirituality and can be used to make elixirs and medicines, as well as to be crafted into magical artifacts and spiritual objects to aid in cultivation.

The Moon Shell is a rare and precious spiritual shell renowned throughout the cultivation world, possessing an earth-grade bloodline.

The pearl it produces, the "Moon Pearl," is a treasure among water creatures with many wonderful uses.

It can not only assist cultivators in their practice and refine spiritual artifacts, but also increase the success rate of Foundation Establishment cultivators breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm.

This is why He Yiming went to great lengths to invite all his fellow disciples to search for this shell together.

Therefore, all the cultivators by the lake were captivated by the sight of the Moon Shell.

He Zhixia, who was guarding the formation, reacted very quickly and immediately activated the sealing formation by the lake by making hand seals.

The array pattern instantly lit up with a pale blue light screen, which descended and precisely trapped the Moon Shell in the center of the array domain.

He Zhixia raised her hand, about to unleash a spell to subdue the Moon Shell.

How could the people of Pingsha Island and the Wei family of Heishui remain indifferent? The round-faced cultivator flashed forward to stop them.

The leader of the Wei family from Blackwater also stepped forward, and together they blocked He Zhixia's treasure-collecting attack.

"How dare you!"

Seeing the people from Pingsha Island and the Wei family of Heishui make a move, He Zhixia's jade-like face suddenly turned cold, and a silver flying sword transformed into a streak of clear light as she counterattacked.

This sudden turn of events left all the cultivators stunned.

But soon, the temptation of the Moon Shell right before their eyes instantly ignited the greed in everyone's hearts.

Seeing outsiders trying to seize it, the Qingyuan Sect members, who had been preparing for this, launched a fierce attack.

The Qingyuan Sect had a numerical advantage, and in a short time, they defeated the Pingsha Island and Blackwater Wei family.

Seeing that direct obstruction was having limited effect, the round-faced cultivator from Pingsha Island had a calculating look in his eyes and raised his voice to shout at the group of rogue cultivators hiding on the outskirts of the mountain forest.

"Fellow Daoists, the Moon Shell is an unclaimed spiritual object. It is too domineering for the Qingyuan Sect to monopolize it. Anyone willing to help restrain the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect will receive a share of the benefits from Pingsha Island and the Wei family of Blackwater after the matter is settled."

After some provocation, some of the rogue cultivators who had been lying low and observing became restless and sprang out from the bushes.

The lakeside instantly erupted into a cacophony of noise and chaos.

Amidst the chaos, Yu Daoxuan saw that one person from Pingsha Island and another from the Wei family in Blackwater secretly crushed a communication jade talisman, sending bursts of spiritual light and fireworks soaring into the sky. Clearly, they were urgently calling on their own Foundation Establishment cultivators to come to the scene.

Yu Daoxuan's heart sank, and he became secretly on guard.

If the Foundation Establishment cultivators on the other side were to arrive, these Qi Refining cultivators would be powerless to resist them. They could only hope that He Yiming and the other two would return quickly.

As expected, less than half an incense stick later, two powerful Foundation Establishment auras overwhelmed the entire area, and two streaks of light crashed to the ground.

A middle-aged cultivator with a gloomy face from Pingsha Island and a short, slightly fat old man from the Wei family of Blackwater appeared one after the other. Both were at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and their cold gazes swept across the entire scene.

"Little girl from Qingyuan Sect, if you know what's good for you, immediately remove the formation and hand over the Moon Shell, and I'll spare your lives."

Yuan Zonglin, a Foundation Establishment cultivator from Pingsha Island, glanced sideways at He Zhixia, his tone carrying an undisguised sense of oppression.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the Foundation Establishment stage, He Zhixia's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth, refusing to back down.

The other Qingyuan Sect disciples were also filled with fear and were caught in a dilemma.

Just as tensions were rising, three disheveled figures burst out of the lake amidst surging waves. They were He Yiming, Han Zhengrong, and Zhong Xiaotang, who had been submerged at the bottom of the lake for a long time.

Yu Daoxuan raised his eyes slightly, keenly noticing that although the three looked disheveled, they couldn't suppress the intense joy in their eyes.

Clearly, they found an extraordinary opportunity deep at the bottom of the lake and reaped a rich reward.

He Yiming immediately saw his younger sister being threatened and his fellow disciples being surrounded, and his anger surged.

"Yuan Zonglin, Wei the Dwarf, how dare you threaten my Qingyuan Sect disciples? Do you really think I, He, am easy to bully?"

Before he finished speaking, He Yiming took the lead in unleashing his spiritual weapon, his magical power surging as he rushed towards Yuan Zonglin, the Foundation Establishment cultivator on Pingsha Island.

Han Zhengrong and Zhong Xiaotang also made their moves simultaneously, engaging Wei Musong, the elder of the Wei family from the Blackwater.

Yuan Zonglin and He Yiming were both at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, and were originally full of confidence, but after a short while of fighting, they found themselves struggling.

He Yiming was a veteran of many battles, and his combat strength far surpassed that of other cultivators of the same level. In just a few rounds, Yuan Zonglin was on the defensive and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Just as the five Foundation Establishment cultivators were locked in a fierce battle, a sharp-eyed disciple of the Qingyuan Sect suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! Someone has broken through the formation and stolen the Moon Shell!"

A quick glance revealed a gap in the trapping formation, where a green-haired cultivator, holding a Moon Shell, was about to escape using earth magic.

"Green snake, how dare you steal a spiritual item right under my nose? You're courting death!"

He Yiming recognized the person and his face turned angry. He immediately withdrew his attack and changed his offensive.

Han Zhengrong, Yuan Zonglin, and others saw that Green Snake was taking advantage of the chaos to secretly seize the treasure, so they also launched an attack.

Five powerful torrents of magical energy simultaneously crashed down into the soil.

A muffled groan came from underground, the soil churned violently, and a wounded figure staggered out of the ground, severely injured.

Fortunately, he possessed a defensive magical artifact. He then used his remaining magical power to activate the Earth Escape Technique again, dragging his heavily injured body into the depths of the earth to escape in a panic, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The five Foundation Establishment cultivators, including He Yiming, were furious when their chance to purchase the mobile phone was snatched away.

They immediately ordered all their disciples to search for the Green Serpent and retrieve the Moon Shell.

Yu Daoxuan also learned from Hong Yongning about the origin of the treasure-stealing cultivator. He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator who mingled in Nanming Continent and had a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level.

Misty Island is a vast area, teeming with demonic beasts, making it virtually impossible to find a Foundation Establishment cultivator who is deliberately hiding in a short period of time.

The group searched in all directions for most of the day, but couldn't find even a trace of the other party.

As darkness fell, the danger increased significantly.

Helpless, He Yiming had no choice but to gather his fellow disciples in a secluded valley to rest.

After all, if too many of his fellow disciples die, he won't fare well when he returns to the sect.

As night deepened and the bright moon hung high in the sky, it was soon midnight.

Inside a cave in the valley, Yu Daoxuan sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated. The golden tablet in his sea of ​​consciousness displayed his last words on time.

"My name is Yu Daoxuan. By the time you see this, it will be too late for me to regret it. I believed that although the green snake was severely injured, it was still not something an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator could withstand alone. While the other cultivators were diligently searching, I, who never take unnecessary risks, did not set out to search..."

Unexpectedly, a Qi Refining cultivator from Pingsha Island struck it lucky and found the long-dead Green Serpent in the Black Mist Forest, successfully obtaining the Moon Shell...