Eternal Life by Daily Divination

Li Chang’an was not at fault in the slightest. They all knew perfectly well that if they were in his shoes, they wouldn’t let Guo Hao off either. A mere Golden Core Cultivator daring to scheme against a Nascent Soul was simply courting death.

However, Cui Ling treated Guo Hao like his own son. If Guo Hao was killed, it would forge a blood feud that would likely end only when one of them died.

The crowd exchanged glances and communicated via Sound Transmission.

“That Guo Hao is still alive. There should be room to turn this situation around.”

“But who’s going to speak up first?”

“Old Turtle, you are highly respected, and we are all your juniors. Say something!”

“…”

The Old Turtle was left speechless for a moment. He moved between Li Chang’an and Cui Ling, slowly releasing a Talent Technique. This technique had the effect of a Calm Heart and Peaceful Mind, able to soothe the emotions of a Human Race Cultivator or a Demon Beast.

“Fellow Daoists, could you listen to a word from me?”

“What does Daoist Turtle wish to say?” Li Chang’an smiled, his tone very peaceful.

As soon as he spoke, the Old Turtle felt an even stronger sense of familiarity.

“Daoist Lin, we are right in the middle of the Righteous Demon war. If we fight amongst ourselves, it will only make us a laughingstock to those of the Demonic path.”

“Daoist Turtle makes a valid point,” Li Chang’an nodded with a smile.

Seeing his amiable demeanor, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this battle wouldn’t break out after all.

At this moment, Cui Ling shouted angrily, “Lin Fan, if you’re afraid, then let Hao’er go!”

“No problem. Daoist Cui, you better catch him,” Li Chang’an maintained his smile as he casually tossed Guo Hao over.

Seeing this, the expressions of the crowd relaxed even more. They all thought Li Chang’an planned to take a step back, choose to endure, and let the matter slide.

However, in the very next instant, a loud BOOM echoed.

Guo Hao exploded in mid-air, turning into a Blood Rain that scattered across the ground. His death was far too sudden, leaving everyone present stunned for a brief moment.

Immediately after, Cui Ling’s furious roar rang out.

“Lin Fan, I will definitely slay you today!”

His aura surged wildly, his eyes instantly turning a white-gold color as a massive White Tiger phantom appeared behind him. Nascent Soul Magical Power surged out, and his astonishing killing intent pierced the clouds.

“Daoist Cui, calm down!”

“Today’s matter was ultimately Guo’s fault!”

“Although Guo is dead, his Soul remains. He has likely already gone to the Reincarnation Path. If he can awaken his past life’s memories after reincarnation, you master and disciple will still have a chance to meet again…”

The crowd spoke up one after another, trying to stop him.

They truly hadn’t expected that the seemingly amiable Li Chang’an would employ such bloody methods. Even if he had directly killed Guo Hao in the mine earlier, it would have been better than letting Guo Hao explode right in front of Cui Ling.

Zi Xia True Monarch sighed. “Daoist Lin, why must you do this? As Nascent Soul True Monarchs, we have so many ways to kill a Golden Core Cultivator. You only needed to take a temporary step back; there would be plenty of opportunities to kill him in the future.”

The others also sent Sound Transmissions, expressing thoughts similar to Zi Xia’s. They weren’t urging Li Chang’an to be magnanimous, as they too believed Guo Hao deserved to die. However, they all felt there should have been a better way to resolve this. Li Chang’an could have easily put up a front and temporarily let Guo Hao go, but he chose the most extreme method.

Li Chang’an laughed. “Everyone, we are all Nascent Souls. If we can’t even directly kill a Golden Core Cultivator, didn’t we become Nascent Souls for nothing?”

Hearing this, the crowd fell silent.

It had to be said that Li Chang’an’s words made a lot of sense. If they had to be overly cautious just to kill a Golden Core, what was the point of being a Nascent Soul?

Now that things had come to this, it was destined that they couldn’t stop today’s battle. Both sides had already made their stances clear. The crowd stopped trying to intervene. They all backed away, retreating to the distant horizon while keeping an eye on their surroundings to prevent Demonic Cultivators from taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Qi Jiuyang suddenly spoke up. “Who do you all think will win this battle?”

“If Daoist Lin had set up a Tier Four Array in advance and lured Daoist Cui into it, he would definitely win this battle,” Cyan Dragon True Monarch analyzed in a steady voice. “But he didn’t set up an Array Formation in advance. This battle is disadvantageous for him.”

“That’s right.” Most of the crowd nodded in agreement.

Cui Ling’s strength was impressive. The quality of his Fake Soul was extremely high, considered upper-tier among many Fake Souls, and he was backed by a Ten Thousand Years Sect like the White Tiger Sect.

Meanwhile, Li Chang’an was just a Loose Cultivator, and the quality of his Fake Soul didn’t seem very high. During the last fight over the Qi Fortune Divine Altar, the strength he displayed wasn’t overly strong, only barely able to suppress the weakest of the Demonic path, Qian Shi True Monarch. Without the help of an Array, his chances of winning were slim.

Zi Xia True Monarch’s clear gaze lingered on Li Chang’an for a moment. She spoke slowly, “Everyone, please be prepared. If Daoist Lin cannot hold on, we must save him in time and not allow his physical body to be destroyed.”

“Rest assured, we all understand.”

They all knew that even if Li Chang’an was defeated, it was impossible for Cui Ling to slay him. Even if his physical body was destroyed, he could still escape with his Nascent Soul and recover through possession. However, a possessed body would ultimately never be the original one, making it very difficult to restore his strength to its peak state. The current strength of the Wang Family Ancestor, Wang Yannian, was far inferior to his Peak period.

White Tiger True Monarch said in a deep voice, “Do not worry, everyone. If my junior brother strikes too ruthlessly, I will naturally stop him.”

With his guarantee, the crowd felt a bit more at ease.

Right at this moment, the Old Turtle suddenly spoke up. “Why do none of you have confidence in Lin Fan? As I see it, that kid is hiding his true depths very well. You’d be better off paying more attention to that Cui Ling; his physical body might just be the one to get destroyed.”

Cyan Dragon True Monarch replied, “Old Turtle, your old eyes have gone dim. Just watch quietly and speak less.”

“Cyan Dragon! You brat, just a moment ago you were calling me highly respected!” The Old Turtle was furious and was just about to say a few more words.