Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

Chapter 83 Princess Nihuang (Seeking First Subscription)

"This woman must be Princess Nihuang."

Yu Daoxuan's eyes were burning, and he thought to himself.

Behind her, five fierce-looking figures relentlessly pursued her; they were none other than the Five Tigers of Zhu You.

However, of the five tigers before them, only four remained. Clearly, one of them had died at the hands of Princess Nihuang during the previous pursuit.

The four attacked relentlessly. Princess Nihuang, with only the ninth level of Qi Refining cultivation, was exhausted from running all the way and her magical power was already overdrawn.

At this moment, the defensive shield was teetering on the brink of collapse, on the verge of collapse, and its eyes were filled with despair.

At this critical moment, a sharp sword light suddenly shot out from the shadows, as fast as thunder and as powerful as a rainbow.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, Yu Daoxuan suddenly launched his attack.

The Chongming Sword shone with a brilliant crimson light, containing the domineering power of the Fiery Heavenly Gang Sword Technique, instantly piercing through the protective spiritual light of one of the Qi Refining Eighth Level cultivators.

"puff!"

The man didn't even have time to scream before his body was cut in two, blood splattering everywhere, and he died on the spot.

At the same time, Yu Daoxuan unleashed his magical power again.

The Moon Shield transformed into a silver-white shield, blocking Princess Nihuang's attacks and steadily stopping the remaining two.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu You's Five Tigers lost another member, leaving only three tigers, drastically reducing their fighting strength.

Yu Daoxuan stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering in the wind, his voice clear and cold.

"Yu Daoxuan of Qingyuan Sect is here. You Five Tigers of Zhuyou, your crimes of harming your fellow practitioners and bullying the weak with your numbers are truly unforgivable."

Having narrowly escaped death, Princess Nihuang was slightly taken aback. A glimmer of hope instantly ignited in her despairing eyes as she weakly raised her gaze to look at the tall, handsome young man in front of her.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the figure was very tall, which made her feel surprisingly at ease.

"Young lady, please step aside and recuperate for now. I will handle the remaining three tigers."

Yu Daoxuan continued to move as he spoke.

The Chongming Sword shone brightly with crimson light, transforming into a sword pillar over ten feet long, which slashed down fiercely at the fat, burly man who had attacked him during the day.

The remaining three were both shocked and furious when they saw Yu Daoxuan suddenly appear.

He instantly recognized Yu Daoxuan as the person he had clashed with during the day.

Seeing his brother die a horrible death, he immediately began to curse and swear.

"You brat, you dared to kill my fourth brother! Today I will surely tear your soul apart and refine your spirit!"

"How dare you! I spared your life during the day, but you're so reckless as to meddle in my business."

The burly, dark-skinned man's expression hardened, and the giant axe in his hand transformed into a black whirlwind, carrying immense force as it met the crimson sword pillar.

At the same time, "Descending Tiger" Wanqizhang and his second brother, Smiling Tiger, also made their move together, unleashing top-grade magical artifacts to attack from both sides.

One of them unleashed a purple ink flying sword, cunning and sharp, aiming straight for Yu Daoxuan's head.

One person unleashed dozens of Azure Phosphorus Poison Needles, their shadows dense, sealing off all space for escape.

Facing three opponents alone, Yu Daoxuan dared not be careless.

He immediately recalled the Moon Shield to defend himself and blocked the Azure Phosphorus Needles.

While wielding the Chongming Sword to engage the burly, dark-skinned man, he also released the Firebird Diagram to meet the rapidly approaching Purple Ink Flying Sword.

"Ding ding ding!"

The Chongming Sword and the giant axe clashed repeatedly, producing a series of ear-piercing booms.

Although both are top-grade magical artifacts, Yu Daoxuan's swordsmanship was profound and extraordinary, far surpassing that of the burly, dark-skinned man who came from a rogue cultivator background.

Damn it.

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The burly, dark-skinned man roared repeatedly.

After several exchanges, he was firmly suppressed by Yu Daoxuan and could not gain the slightest advantage.

This was only because that pale-faced boy fought against three enemies single-handedly; otherwise, things would have been much more difficult to resolve peacefully.

Thinking of this, he became increasingly anxious and furious, and his magical power became even more ferocious and violent.

On the other side, the Firebird's spiritual light blazed brightly, and the Firebird shone with domineering crimson flames, instantly shattering the Purple Ink Flying Sword.

"And with its remaining momentum, it swept up a raging wave of fire and rushed straight down the mountain to attack the tiger, Wan Qizhang."

"A low-grade spiritual weapon!"

Wan Qizhang's pupils constricted suddenly, his heart filled with horror.

He hurriedly summoned a bead-shaped defensive artifact to protect himself, while simultaneously retreating at lightning speed, not daring to take the hit head-on.

Just then, a clear, melodious female voice came from behind: "Fellow Daoist Yu, I'm here to help you!"

After a brief moment of rest, Princess Nihuang Shangguan Ling swallowed a second-tier healing pill, barely stabilizing her injuries and regaining the strength to fight.

With swift, deft movements, she unleashed a phoenix-carved banner and engaged the Smiling Tiger in fierce combat.

With Yu Daoxuan's help, Shangguan Ling was no longer flustered and regained some composure.

Her pretty face was icy cold, and the phoenix-carved flag in her hand unfurled in the wind, transforming into a lifelike fiery phoenix that rushed straight at the smiling tiger.

That phoenix-carved flag is a low-grade spiritual artifact that combines offense and defense. Not only does it have a defensive capability that far surpasses other spiritual artifacts of the same grade, but its offensive capabilities are also quite impressive.

The magical weapon in the Smiling Tiger's hand was simply no match for it, and each exchange consumed a large amount of magical power.

After fighting Yu Daoxuan for several rounds, sensing the opponent's terrifying combat power far exceeding that of others of the same level, "Descending Tiger" Wan Qizhang and the burly, dark-skinned man felt a chill run down their spines.

Knowing full well that they had encountered a formidable opponent today, and that Princess Nihuang had recovered some of her fighting strength, they knew that continuing the fight would only lead to their deaths.

They may be crazy and wild, but they are not stupid.

"withdraw!"

"Descending Tiger!" Wan Qizhang gritted his teeth and growled.

The three dared not linger and turned into three streaks of light, disappearing into the dense forest and the night.

Yu Daoxuan did not pursue them.

As the saying goes, "Don't pursue a cornered enemy."

Night forests are dangerous; recklessly pursuing them could easily lead to an ambush.

He sheathed his Chongming Sword, turned to look at the extremely weak Shangguan Ling beside him, took out a second-tier healing pill from his storage bag, and quickly stepped forward: "Miss, quickly take this pill to stabilize your injuries."

During the standoff, Shangguan Ling fought bravely despite her injuries, unwilling to let her savior, Yu Daoxuan, fight alone and suffer further damage.

With the formidable enemy gone, her tense mind suddenly relaxed. She could no longer hold on, and sat cross-legged on the ground, panting heavily, her full breasts heaving.

Seeing Yu Daoxuan take out the pills for her, she couldn't help but reach out and take them, thanking him softly.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer," Yu Daoxuan suggested. "There's a cave nearby. Let's rest there for a while before heading out of the mountains."

"Alright, I'll follow Fellow Daoist Yu's arrangements."

Shangguan Lingwen complied.

Returning to the cave, Yu Daoxuan set up a Gathering Yuan and Circulating Spirit Array, then spoke gently to the other party.

"Please rest assured and heal your wounds, young lady. I will protect you here, and no one will dare to disturb you."

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Yu."

The cave was dark and quiet. A lone man and woman were alone in the room, and Shangguan Ling's fair cheeks were quietly tinged with a blush.

But her injuries were the priority, so she quickly suppressed her excitement, straightened her clothes, and took some medicine to recover.

Beside him, Yu Daoxuan saw the stunningly beautiful young woman sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed and recalled the words of the golden tablet from the previous night.

According to his original intention, he would not have rashly stepped in to help.

The world of cultivation is fraught with danger and unpredictable. A slight misstep can lead to death and the annihilation of one's cultivation. One must not meddle in the affairs and causes of others.

Just like Zhuge Xiaoshi the other day, his attempt to save the damsel in distress failed, and he ended up being killed instead.

But the secret revelation from the golden tablet last night changed his mind.

First, the six major Purple Mansion forces of Jiuyuan Continent have blocked the entrance, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to easily descend the mountain.

Secondly, Shangguan Ling is the young princess of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and saving her would bring great benefits.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and several hours passed in the blink of an eye.

As dawn broke, Shangguan Ling slowly opened her eyes, her fatigue gone and she had recovered considerably.

Looking up, she saw the handsome young man beside her, focused on protecting her, his expression calm. A warmth welled up in her heart, and she parted her jade lips slightly: "I am Shangguan Ling. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu, for saving me. If it weren't for you, I would surely have perished today."

"Miss Shangguan, there's no need to be so polite. My Qingyuan Sect is a righteous sect, and it is our duty as cultivators to help those in need."

Yu Daoxuan said with a serious and righteous expression.

But after saying that, he couldn't help but criticize himself in his heart.

Yu Daoxuan, how did you become so hypocritical?

This world of cultivation truly has the power to change people.

Bringing himself back to reality, he asked, "Miss Shangguan, why have you come to Demon-Slaying Ridge alone?"

Given the woman's identity, Yu Daoxuan was quite curious as to why she would appear alone at Zhanmo Ridge.

Shangguan Ling was simple-minded. After being rescued, she had already let down her guard against Yu Daoxuan and immediately told him the whole story without any concealment.

It turns out that the other party possesses a special physique. This time, he came to Fengxin Sect from Zhennan Prince's Mansion in order to strengthen and improve his bloodline in the secret place of Fengxin Sect.

However, the secret place would not open for several days, and her elders at home strictly forbade her from going out on her own.

Unable to bear the leisure, and persuaded by a female cultivator from the Phoenix Heart Sect, she secretly ran away to Zhanmo Ridge to find Ding Zhen, who possessed the inheritance of the Lingxiao Sect.

He wanted to obtain Ding Zhen's Lingxiao Sect inheritance to prove his extraordinary abilities, so that he could boast about it when he returned to the palace.

However, when the story mentioned that a female cultivator from the Phoenix Heart Sect was urging her to join in, Shangguan Ling felt a pang of regret.

Although he was inexperienced in worldly affairs, he was not stupid; on the contrary, he was quite intelligent and realized that he had been tricked.

However, when she later mentioned that she had secretly run away, her face turned bright red, and she glanced at Yu Daoxuan somewhat embarrassedly.

Then, she pleaded in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Yu, the fact that I possess a special physique is a top secret, known only to my father and mother."

"You're the third person to find out about this. My mother repeatedly told me to keep it a secret. Can you—can you keep it a secret for me?"

Yu Daoxuan nodded solemnly and replied, "Princess, rest assured, I will never mention this matter to anyone."

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"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu."

Shangguan Ling smiled and sincerely thanked her.

"No need to be so polite." Yu Daoxuan smiled slightly. "Now that the princess has recovered, let's go down the mountain."

"Fellow Daoist Yu, there's no need to be so formal." Shangguan Ling looked up at him, her eyes clear and gentle. "From now on, I'll call you Brother Yu, and you can call me Ling'er, okay?"

"it is good."

Yu Daoxuan readily agreed.

The two walked together toward the exit.

But as soon as they reached the vicinity of an exit, they heard a quarrel coming from not far ahead.

It seems that a group of forces is guarding the exit, preventing the cultivators in the mountains from leaving at will.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered a group of clan cultivators, wielding magical artifacts, guarding the exit with menacing expressions.

Furthermore, two second-tier spirit ships were suspended high in the sky, each with a Foundation Establishment cultivator in charge.

It can be said that the area was completely sealed off, both in the sky and on the ground, with absolutely no other chance to leave the mountain.

At the exit, there were about a dozen Qi Refining cultivators who had been stopped, all of them looking indignant.

One of the rogue cultivators tried to leave, but the guarding cultivator sternly shouted, "Halt! You can leave, but you must let us check your storage bags. If there are no problems, I will let you go."

"A cultivator's storage bag is an extremely private item; how can it be easily inspected by others?"

"You local monks are so unruly."

That rogue cultivator seemed to be from another continent, and he was extremely unorthodox.

"Hmph, in Jiuyuan Continent, my Yu Hai Xiao family is the rule."

The mountain-guarding cultivator gave a cold snort.

"The Xiao family of Yuhai, and some cultivators from the Zhao family of Tianshui are also high in the sky."

After observing for a moment, Yu Daoxuan overheard the discussions among the stopped cultivators and realized their identities, immediately feeling a pang of anxiety.

He had recently killed several cultivators from the Zhao family of Tianshui and obtained the Lingxiao Sect's inheritance from Ding Zhen.

Once the other party discovers this, they will surely face certain death.

Therefore, you should never let the other party inspect your storage bag.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yu Daoxuan's slightly furrowed brows and preoccupied expression, Shangguan Ling, who was standing nearby, asked him with concern.

Upon hearing this, he glanced at Shangguan Ling beside him and only then did he feel a little relieved.

"I'm fine, but the exit was blocked by someone who wanted to forcibly check the storage bags of all the cultivators who came down from the mountain."

Yu Daoxuan replied.

A cultivator's storage bag is the most private item a cultivator possesses, and outsiders are not allowed to pry into it at will.

Shangguan Ling instantly understood Yu Daoxuan's concerns and softly suggested, "Brother Yu, why don't we wait here for a while? I'll immediately send word to our elders at home, and they should be here to meet us soon."

She instinctively wanted to spend more time with Yu Daoxuan, but since he was busy, she had to send her message back ahead of time.

As she spoke, she took out a translucent white jade pendant from her storage bag.

Then, he made hand seals, channeled his magic power, and entered the information.

"It's actually the Thousand-Mile Spirit Pendant."

Yu Daoxuan quickly recognized the origin of this item.

The Thousand-Mile Spiritual Pendant consists of two jade pendants, one yin and one yang. They can communicate and transmit messages instantly within a thousand miles, which is truly mysterious.

This item is extremely rare and expensive in the cultivation world, and it has always been priceless. Even the patriarch of the Qingyuan Sect never possessed it, which shows how profound the Zhennan Prince's Mansion's resources are.

The two then waited in a secluded open space nearby.

Yu Daoxuan cautiously took out the Gathering Yuan Spirit Array to set up defenses, while releasing the Ghost King Spider and Ear Rat for vigilance.

No wonder he was so cautious.

Of the five tigers of Zhuyou, three have escaped. It's hard to guarantee that they won't find allies to return and retaliate. Setting up an array can also prevent this in advance.

Shangguan Ling watched Yu Daoxuan, who was busy, from the side.

Only after he finished setting up the formation and sat back down beside her did she withdraw her burning gaze and instead stealthily observe him from the corner of her eye.

The other person had striking features, handsome and imposing, dressed in flowing white robes, and possessed an extraordinary air.

As Shangguan Ling watched, a strange feeling she had never experienced before quietly rose in her heart, and her cheeks flushed again.

Yu Daoxuan paid no attention to the girl beside him, but pondered how to deal with her elder who was about to arrive.

Good times are always short-lived, and soon two streaks of light, one green and one red, flew in from the horizon.

As soon as Yu Daoxuan noticed, two streaks of light flew out of the formation in the blink of an eye.

The light faded, revealing two beautiful young women dressed in elegant palace attire.

One woman wore a plain blue silk dress, exuding a gentle and graceful aura; the other wore a patterned red dress, radiating a cold and ethereal beauty.

The two men appeared to be in their forties, with dignified and graceful demeanors, but at this moment they were looking anxiously into the formation.

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