Longevity: Start with the farming game!

“Yes, yes, Senior Brother Zhang is right!”

“I still remember the Mosquito Ancestor left a proverb for future generations, which is widely circulated in the cultivation world!”

“Descendants, do not ascend! The great powers of the upper realm feed on my clan's geniuses!!!”

When the gatekeeper disciples discussed this, they all tacitly agreed via voice transmission: “Senior Brother is right!”

Among them, a gatekeeper disciple with a relatively wretched appearance suddenly transmitted his voice:

“By the way, now that all the senior brothers and junior brothers have mentioned this, shall we go to the dungeon later to pick a few 'blood food' to taste?”

The gatekeeper disciples' eyes lit up upon hearing this, and they began to nod in agreement frequently, “That's a good suggestion…”

But the next moment, the expressions of all the gatekeeper disciples changed in horror.

It was as if their bodies were all simultaneously suppressed by a black, immeasurable mountain.

They all began to emit “crack, crack” sounds of bones breaking and fell heavily to the ground, causing a large area of the ground to collapse!

“Boom!” x N

The gatekeeper disciples endured the crushing spiritual pressure and pain coming from all over their bodies, while also being horrified and puzzled:

“Is this an enemy attack? Or… did Elder Ye make a move?”

Some of the more quick-witted disciples decisively endured the pain and spoke:

“Elder, spare me, this disciple did not participate in the voice transmission to criticize you!”

“Elder, spare me! Elder, spare me!!!”

At this moment, Ye Guzi's cold and indifferent voice slowly came from the valley:

“What? Weren't you all discussing very happily just now?”

“Hmph! A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to speak ill of me behind my back? You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!”

“Is this something you Foundation Establishment cultivators should be thinking about? You should at least reach the Golden Core stage!”

“To put it bluntly, you haven't even learned to crawl yet, and you want to fly? Unrealistic!!!”

The Zheng disciple, who was being crushed on the ground, was already shocked to the point of his pupils shaking when he heard these words.

Because this was so similar to the content of his voice transmission just now! “It seems Elder Ye will not let us go!”

From the shadowy corner of the valley, Ye Guzi walked out expressionlessly.

And beside him floated a blackish-purple Myriad Soul Banner magic weapon!

When the disciples noticed the existence of the Myriad Soul Banner, they were even more terrified and begged for mercy incessantly:

“Elder, spare me! We know we were wrong!!!” x N

Even more, some desperately unleashed their spiritual power, trying to fight for a glimmer of life:

“Drink! Move your dead legs!” x N

Unfortunately, their self-rescue attempts were no different from ants struggling in Ye Guzi's eyes.

Ye Guzi was too lazy to waste words with them, and just snapped his fingers indifferently:

“Blood food? You will first enter the Myriad Soul Banner and become that blood food…”

“Snap!”

“Buzz!!!”

When the finger snapped, the Myriad Soul Banner also released a faint light in all directions.

And the light turned into chains and flew rapidly towards the disciples on the ground, taking their flesh, blood, and souls into the banner!

Upon seeing this, the gatekeeper disciples were even more terrified and begged for mercy:

“Elder Ye, spare me! Ah!”

“Elder Ye! I didn't criticize you! No! No! Ah!!!”

“Ye, you old dog, you will not die a good death!”

…

Before long, everyone was devoured, leaving only the collapsed and bloodstained ground.

Ye Guzi calmly put away the Myriad Soul Banner, which had become even darker, and said:

“They are just blood food I raise. Do I need a reason to slaughter chickens and dogs in the Demon Sect?”

“Your foolish intelligence deserves such a death…”

As he said this, he smiled inexplicably: “It's just right that this batch is exhausted. It's time to grab a few 'seeds' and ripen them.”

“And the matter of the Demon Bone excavation also needs to be personally reported back to Da You.”

“Great Zhou, I will be back soon…”

Before the sound faded, Ye Guzi flickered and disappeared…

Xuanzhen Sect, Sect Master's Mansion.

Although Han Xuanyu had already entered meditation, he could still feel Bai Jiao Jiao and Yao, the two little ones, guarding him by his side, thanks to his talent for multitasking.

However, the two little ones both knew that it was not appropriate to disturb Han Xuanyu at this time, so there were no rash actions…

In the game space, “Han Xuanyu” opened his eyes and got up under the Fusang tree after a long absence: “Your king has returned!”

The next moment, a spiritual fruit fell from the tree, accurately hitting Han Xuanyu's head, “Dong!”

Then Maoqiu and Yuzi Sword's conversation also came from the tree:

“Ya! (Don't make noise! You're disturbing my sister!)”

“Qiang! (Maoqiu, are you feeding her too much? Can Little Ling'er eat it all?)”

“Ya? (Shouldn't be? Little Ling, can you still eat?)”

“Hic~ Ooh ooh… (Hic~ I'm too full, Sister Ya, Sister Yu, I can't eat anymore…)”

“Ooh! (Is brother awake? I want to go see!)”

While listening to their conversation, Han Xuanyu raised his eyebrows and took off the spiritual fruit from his head: “Little Ling? Sister Ya?”

Before he could think too much, a white flame lotus flower with a layer of crimson gold and emerald green petals flew down quickly from the tree.

The lotus flower “whoosh!” flew to Han Xuanyu, and Maoqiu and Yuzi Sword also flew down closely behind:

“Ya! (Little Ling, slow down!)”

“Qiang! (Wait for me!)”

Looking at the floating, oddly colored, transparent white lotus in front of him, Han Xuanyu naturally recognized that this was the Spiritual Lotus Heart Fire.

And the mini, adorable girl standing in the lotus platform, sucking her finger and blinking her big, sparkling eyes, said to Han Xuanyu:

“Ooh? (Are you the… brother Sister Ya was talking about?)”

When Han Xuanyu saw her so cute, he couldn't help but speak softly and gently: “Yes, I am your brother!”

“My name is Han Xuanyu!”

As Han Xuanyu spoke, he gently raised his hand, wanting to gently stroke her mini little head with his finger.

“Ooh! (For some reason, Ling'er feels you're so kind!)”

Han Xuanyu was not surprised when he heard this, and even quickly guessed the reason, “The reason Ling'er feels I'm relatively kind.”

“Is because she has been absorbing my spiritual power and spiritual sense, just like a thirsty person wants to drink water…”

At this time, Ling'er took the initiative to control the flame lotus flower and carefully approached Han Xuanyu's right hand.

“Ooh! (The flame didn't hurt brother's hand, that's great!)”

After Ling'er realized that the lotus flame could not burn, and even took the initiative to merge into Han Xuanyu's body.

She fearlessly plunged into Han Xuanyu's palm and rolled around:

“Ooh! (It feels so comfortable!)”

“Ooh… (Ha~ Ling'er is sleepy, I want to sleep…)”

One second Ling'er was still happily rolling around in Han Xuanyu's palm.

The next second she yawned repeatedly, summoned the flame lotus flower to wrap herself.

Then she turned into a closed lotus bud and fell asleep soundly on Han Xuanyu's palm.

“Ya? (Is Little Ling going to sleep again?)”

“Qiang! (Brother, is Little Ling'er okay like this? She's slept several times today!)”

Han Xuanyu couldn't help but smile when he saw their worried expressions.

He carefully held the lotus bud while explaining with a smile:

“This little guy is still young, it's normal to like sleeping in…”

“By the way, Ling'er, I can understand whose name it is.”

“But Sister Ya… wouldn't that be Maoqiu?”

Maoqiu, oh no, Han Xuanya, who was staring at the lotus bud, flapped her wings quickly and proudly said:

“Ya! (That's right, it's me! I named myself: Han Xuanya!!!)”

“Ya! (I can't tell Ling'er that my name is Sister Maoqiu, right!)”

“Ya!!! (Remember to call me by my full name in the future: Han Xuanya!!!)”

After Maoqiu, oh no, Han Xuanya finished speaking, she puffed out her chest, seemingly shy and proud!

“Hmm? Han Xuanya, I have to say, Maoqiu chose a good name!”

After listening to Maoqiu's impassioned speech, Han Xuanyu nodded in approval.