Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

No one knows the origin of that jade pendant made from a tortoise.

The golden light struck the white mist of the formation, and the mist instantly parted to both sides like a surging tide.

The thick-browed cultivator and the green-skirted female cultivator behind him were both surprised and delighted.

Several months ago, they stumbled upon this fog formation on the mountain.

They were overjoyed after confirming that it was a man-made formation.

This means there might be an opportunity within the formation, either an ancient cultivation cave or a rare treasure or spiritual object.

However, after several attempts, the three cultivators—the one with thick eyebrows, the woman in the green dress, and the scholar—were all unable to break through the fog array.

Left with no other option, they had to find other help.

Originally, they invited the two one-eyed cultivator brothers on a whim, but they didn't expect that the other party lived up to his reputation and really had a unique treasure.

After the formation was broken, the five people smelled a strong, unusual aroma of tea.

The one-eyed cultivator and his companions exchanged glances, all showing delight, and immediately followed the opened path into the mist array.

Since the formation had been broken and the scene inside was clearly visible, Yu Daoxuan did not follow them in to avoid revealing his whereabouts.

There, beneath the cliff face behind the mountain, grew a spiritual tea plant. Its leaves shimmered with a lustrous green light, and the aroma of the tea wafted in the wind.

"It's actually Qingwu Spirit Tea!"

"It is rumored that drinking this tea can enhance mental strength. If you take it to the market, you can sell it for at least one hundred spirit stones per ounce."

The scholar and the monk among the five could not contain their joy and took a step forward to pick the fruit.

"Wait!" The thick-browed cultivator beside him spoke up to stop them, pointing to the messy claw marks beneath the tea plant. "This place is sealed off by a mist formation, so there shouldn't be any demonic beasts here. But there are traces of animals here. Everyone be careful."

Everyone tensed up instantly and scattered to use their divine senses to search, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing.

Seeing this, the female cultivator in the green dress looked at the one-eyed cultivator, frowned, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Luo, what should we do next?"

"Ignore the monster for now, let's pick the spirit tea at full speed and leave immediately after we're done."

The one-eyed monk responded in a deep voice.

Then he and his brother exchanged a glance, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in their eyes.

The other three did not notice anything amiss and went forward to pick the cliffside spirit tea.

Soon, the five of them put all the mature spirit tea leaves into their storage bags.

But just as they were retreating along the same route, the one-eyed cultivator and his brother Luo Lao Er exchanged a glance, revealing their murderous intent.

From the very beginning, the two groups were bound together solely by mutual interests.

The supply of spiritual tea was limited, and the profits were meager when divided among the five people. The Luo brothers had long ago decided to monopolize all the opportunities.

Without any preamble, the golden light of the cyan-gold longsword in Boss Luo's hand surged, and the sword energy condensed silently, heading straight for the green-skirted female cultivator who was closest and had the weakest cultivation.

The female cultivator was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and being completely unprepared, her hastily erected protective shield was instantly torn apart by the sword energy. Her body flew backward and crashed into the cliff wall, dying on the spot.

At the same time, Luo Lao Er, wielding a green poisonous thorn, aimed straight for the heart of the thick-browed cultivator.

The thick-browed cultivator was already on guard and had a backup plan. With a flick of his sleeve, a golden talisman flew out to block the sudden attack.

"Luo Lao Er, you two brothers are truly treacherous and ungrateful, crossing the river and then burning the bridge."

The thick-browed cultivator roared angrily, his cultivation level no weaker than his opponent's, and he rapidly circulated his magical power in preparation for a counterattack.

"In the cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak; where is morality to speak of?"

Luo Lao Er's expression was indifferent, and his attacks continued without ceasing, with his poisonous thorns constantly striking the golden light shield.

The scholar-cultivator standing to the side, whose cultivation level was the lowest, was terrified. Knowing the difference in combat power between the two sides, he dared not join the battle and turned to run wildly towards the exit of the formation.

Luo Laoda severely injured the green-skirted female cultivator with a single slash, and seeing her escape, he immediately turned and gave chase.

Its blade light was condensed and rainbow-like, attacking forward without the slightest hesitation.

The scholar and the cultivator were inferior in skill, and within a few breaths, their heads were separated from their bodies.

Seeing his companions die tragically, the thick-browed cultivator knew he couldn't fight against so many opponents, so he immediately crushed a first-grade high-level wind-controlling talisman in an attempt to break through.

The Luo brothers have been partners for many years and their teamwork is superb.

One man used a throwing knife to restrain the cultivator from the front, while another used a poisonous dagger to launch a sneak attack from the side. In just a quarter of an hour, the thick-browed cultivator exhausted his magic power and died on the spot.

Three corpses lay beside the tea bushes. The Luo brothers smiled smugly and collected the three men's storage bags and the magical artifacts on the ground.

From within the trees outside the cliff, Yu Daoxuan coldly observed the entire infighting unfold.

Both Luo brothers are at the seventh level of Qi Refining, with combat experience far exceeding that of ordinary rogue cultivators. Moreover, they cooperate tacitly, making a direct confrontation somewhat unpredictable.

However, after a fierce battle, both of them had exhausted their magical power.

With their spoils in hand and their minds relaxed, it was the perfect time to strike.

After quickly analyzing the pros and cons, Yu Daoxuan made a decision.

With a light flick of his wrist, the Chongming Sword flew out silently, aiming straight for Boss Luo's vital point in the back.

Old Luo's hair stood on end, a sense of impending death washing over him. He immediately summoned a yellowish-brown stone shield to block the attack.

However, the earthen yellow stone shield he summoned was merely a mid-grade defensive magic weapon; how could it possibly withstand the Chongming Sword?

With a loud clang, the earthen stone shield shattered on the spot.

The Chongming Sword, still brimming with power, pierced through his right shoulder, instantly causing Boss Luo to collapse with severe injuries.

On the other side, Luo Lao Er was shocked, completely unaware that there was a third-party cultivator outside the formation.

Seeing that the other party had injured his elder brother in one move, he took out a teleportation talisman and tried to escape without saying a word.

However, Yu Daoxuan was prepared. A gentle breeze arose beneath his feet, and he instantly used his Wind Control Technique to catch up with Luo Lao Er.

The Chongming Sword's crimson light surged, and the fiery patterns on its blade activated, transforming into a fiery python that swept outwards.

Luo Lao Er struck two golden light talismans in quick succession, but the two layers of defense were as thin as paper in front of Chongming Sword, and shattered completely.

With a flash of sword light, his head flew into the air, his eyes filled with disbelief until his death.

The seriously injured Boss Luo was in utter despair and begged for mercy, saying he was willing to hand over all his possessions in order to save his life.

Yu Daoxuan didn't even lift his eyelids. He knew all too well that these kinds of tribulation cultivators were ruthless and would surely seek revenge if released.

Furthermore, he had promised his master that the news about the spiritual tea must never be leaked.

The sword light fell in an instant, and Boss Luo's life was completely cut off.

With that, all five rogue cultivators were killed. Yu Daoxuan counted them one by one and collected all their storage bags and magical artifacts that had fallen to the ground.

He then raised his hand and activated the fireball spell, and the five corpses were quickly burned to ashes.

Since Qi Donglou instructed that only mature spiritual tea leaves were needed and that the plant should not be transplanted, and that spiritual tea plants would not survive if removed from this place, Yu Daoxuan did not take away the spiritual tea plant.

"..."

After an incense stick had burned, Yu Daoxuan found a desolate mountain cave.

Inside the cave, he took out several storage bags from his bosom, which were the ones he had just seized from the five Luo brothers.

With a slight movement of magic, all five bags opened simultaneously, and various spiritual items poured out and scattered on the ground.

The most valuable items are two superior magical artifacts: a jade-green short dagger and a lapis lazuli flying knife.

However, the quality of these two magical artifacts is only average among high-grade magical artifacts, and with his current standards, he doesn't even consider them worthwhile.

The remaining four mid-grade magic artifacts were even inferior, and two of them were severely damaged in the battle.

He roughly estimated the value, then casually gathered the magical artifacts together, intending to dispose of them at the market later.

Then he examined the dozen or so bottles of pills and several talismans one by one.

Among the items that were useful to him were two bottles of Qi-Gathering Pills to restore mana and four bottles of Abstinence Pills.

The Bigu Pill is a commonly used elixir in the cultivation world. One pill can allow a cultivator to focus on cultivation for ten days without needing to eat.

Although cultivators who have not broken through to the Golden Core stage are more resistant to hunger than ordinary people, they cannot truly abstain from grains.

Therefore, almost every cultivator below the Golden Core stage always carries a fasting pill.

Yu Daoxuan happened to be running out of Bigu Pills, so he carefully stored Bigu Pills and Qi Gathering Pills separately.

As for the other pills, they were no longer of any use to him, so he sold them along with the few mid-grade first-tier talismans.

Finally, there was a pile of spirit stones, totaling about seven hundred for the five of them.

In total, the items in the five people's storage bags were worth three to four thousand spirit stones.

Even if sold on the black market, it would be worth more than two thousand spirit stones, which is quite a windfall.

After sorting through his spoils, he immediately swallowed a Qi Gathering Pill to begin restoring his magical power.

Walking in the world of cultivation, one never knows when an accident might occur.

Therefore, the elders in the Qingyuan Sect often taught their disciples to keep their spiritual and magical powers at their peak when they were out in the world, so that they would have the power to escape in time if something happened.