Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

Hearing their high-sounding words, Yu Daoxuan was speechless.

Everyone present knew that it was the Nourishing Spirit Grass, a spiritual medicine for building a foundation.

His original intention was not to get involved in this mess.

There is only one Nourishing Spirit Grass. Even if the herb garden is breached, this item will surely fall into the hands of Cui Chengze, who initiated this matter.

Although the remaining medicinal herbs are quite valuable, it's not worth risking your life to fight for them.

Moreover, if the Nourishing Spirit Grass, a foundation-building elixir, were to mature, the three disciples of Bitter Bamboo Island would be the first to harvest and consume it, so how could they give others the opportunity to snatch it away?

But remembering how important the opportunity mentioned in the golden tablet's last words was to him, he thought it over again and again and finally agreed to go.

When Cui Chengze saw that Yu Daoxuan had agreed, he was overjoyed and quickly promised that he would not let him work for nothing. Then he glanced at the other people in the hall.

A fellow disciple surnamed Yu, who was standing nearby, had some concerns and asked, "Senior Brother Cui, the monk Ku Zhu was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in his previous life. The array set up in his herb garden is at least a second-grade low-level formation. If we don't have a way to break the array, our efforts will be in vain."

Cui Chengze said confidently, "Haha, Junior Brother Yu is indeed meticulous, but I had already thought of this problem. I have a Dragon-Slaying Sword Formation and a second-tier Formation-Breaking Bead, which should be more than enough to break the restrictions on that herb garden."

Upon hearing this, the fellow disciple surnamed Yu put aside his concerns and immediately expressed his willingness to go with him.

Although he was an inner disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, his cultivation expenses were extremely tight.

Especially the spiritual herbs and foundation-building pills related to foundation building, which ordinary inner disciples simply cannot afford to exchange for.

Having long suffered from resource constraints, upon hearing that they could share in the rare spiritual herbs, their greed was already irrepressible.

Being able to join the others in breaking through the formation and obtaining medicine, even if it's just getting a sip of soup, is worth several years' worth of my salary.

With this in mind, the others echoed the sentiment, but Wei Lanzhi did not participate in the matter.

Cui Chengze showed no displeasure, only gently instructing, "Since Junior Sister Wei is unwilling to come, I will not force her. I only hope that you will not reveal a single word of what was said in the hall today."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Cui, I will keep my mouth shut."

Wei Lanzhi nodded solemnly.

Cui Chengze nodded slightly, seemingly trusting her completely.

Of course, since he dared to say such things to my face, he must have thought about it beforehand.

Firstly, spreading this news would not benefit Wei Lanzhi herself, and she would not seek trouble for herself.

Secondly, even if word gets out, with no one to testify, he can easily shift the blame onto the deceased or place the responsibility on the Asura Temple's Jie Xiu.

Given his family background, escaping would be a piece of cake.

Wei Lanzhi rose to take her leave, and before departing, she whispered to Yu Daoxuan, "Junior Brother Yu, please be careful in everything you do on this trip."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. I understand."

Yu Daoxuan returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

After Wei Lanzhi's figure had walked away, Cui Chengze looked at Yu Daoxuan and the other five people and spoke in a deep voice.

"Fellow disciples, this matter should be addressed sooner rather than later. If there is nothing urgent, let us practice the Dragon-Slaying Sword Formation here for half a day, and then set off for Bitter Bamboo Island after dark."

"good!"

Apart from Yu Daoxuan, the other four all indicated that they had no trivial matters to attend to.

With the theft of the spiritual herbs from Xiexing Island on his mind, Yu Daoxuan said, "Senior Brother Cui, and fellow disciples, I need to return to Xiexing Island to handle an important matter. I will be back in an hour or two."

Knowing that the two islands were only a hundred miles apart and that the journey would be quick, Cui Chengze immediately agreed.

Yu Daoxuan immediately took out the Wind-Escape Boat and flew towards Jiulan Mountain.

But as he passed a hilltop, he heard a woman's voice calling out to him.

"Brother Yu!"

Xiao Fangfang stood on the edge of a cliff, and judging from her expression, she was clearly waiting there on purpose.

Yu Daoxuan landed, his escape light fading, and calmly asked, "Junior Sister Xiao, what urgent matter brings you here?"

"It's nothing serious, but Fangfang is genuinely happy for you that Brother Yu has now become a local governor."

"Do you remember when you were little..."

"Junior Sister Xiao, I have urgent business to attend to. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

Yu Daoxuan interrupted her directly.

When they first joined the sect, these fellow immortals from Changping Island made a pact to help each other.

However, after Xiao Fangfang joined the sect, she gradually drifted away from them, and their feelings naturally faded.

He saw through her desire to curry favor and, unwilling to get entangled any further, simply cut off her hopes.

Xiao Fangfang stared blankly at the departing light of Yu Daoxuan, standing there with a look of melancholy and bitterness in her eyes, and endless regret surging in her heart.

"..."

Not long after, Yu Daoxuan returned to Xiexing Island.

Liu Chongchang led a group of servant disciples forward quickly to pay their respects.

"Senior Brother Liu, is there any news about Junior Brother Zhao Zhongling?"

Yu Daoxuan did not ask about the theft of the spiritual medicine first, but instead immediately inquired about the missing Zhao Zhongling.

For the past few days, he has been sending people to search everywhere, and he himself has searched several times, but he still cannot find a trace of it.

Upon hearing that Yu Daoxuan had asked about Zhao Zhongling again, Liu Chongchang quickly stepped aside and gestured for a servant to come forward and answer.

The disciple took out a broken piece of flying sword from his storage bag and bowed to report.

It turned out that he found this item in the back mountain of Baijiang Town on the island, and there were charred marks from a fight on the ground nearby.

Yu Daoxuan took the broken sword and immediately recognized it as the flying sword that Zhao Zhongling usually used.

"Alas, I fear the odds are against us."

He sighed inwardly.

Zhao Zhongling was a calm and steady person who did things prudently, and he had always admired him very much.

Unexpectedly, he and his junior brother were separated by death in the blink of an eye.

But that's just how the cultivation world is; it's fraught with danger, and life and death separations are commonplace.

Suppressing his disappointment, he turned to inquire about clues regarding the monsters in the herb garden.

Upon hearing this, Liu Chongchang looked dejected and bowed, replying, "Governor, we have searched the entire Jiulan Mountain, inside and out, and explored all the nearby hills, but we have not found a trace of any demonic beast."

Upon hearing this, Yu Daoxuan frowned.

There are clear traces of animal teeth gnawing in the herb garden, most likely the work of a demonic beast.

Of course, he was not a kind-hearted person either, and he also suspected several of the spirit planters and the servant disciples.

However, we need to rush back to Qiaojia Island to practice the sword formation, so there is no time to investigate this matter thoroughly.

He immediately ordered, "I need to return to Qiaojia Island, and I won't be back until tonight or tomorrow. During this time, you must not let your guard down and continue searching for clues."

"Yes, sir!"

Liu Chongchang and the others bowed and withdrew.

Yu Daoxuan once again piloted the Wind-Escape Boat to Qiao Family Island, where he met up with Cui Chengze and the others to practice the Dragon-Slaying Sword Formation together.

This sword formation requires the combined efforts of five people to activate, and this group consists of six people in total.

After discussing it, the group decided to have the only female cultivator observe the formation while the remaining five male cultivators practiced the sword formation, repeatedly refining their moves and positioning.

Time flies by, and before we knew it, it was dusk.

Yu Daoxuan and his four companions had already practiced the Dragon-Slaying Sword Formation to a fairly good degree.

They were all at the late stage of Qi Refining, and the power of this formation was enough to threaten ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As darkness fell, Cui Chengze ordered everyone to put away the battle flags and said loudly, "The time has come. We shall set off immediately. I hope everyone will follow my instructions and not cause any unforeseen problems."

After he finished speaking, he took out a large spirit boat.

The six of them boarded the boat together, and the spirit boat cut through the sky, speeding towards Bitter Bamboo Island.