Longevity through Upgrading Buildings

Chapter 1127: Chapter 401: Ji Yuan Slays a Nascent Soul! [Seeking Monthly Pass]

...What the hell, I just barely escaped that last pursuit, why am I getting hunted again?

And it’s actually a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Ji Yuan’s figure was being dragged along by Master Qingcheng, and he couldn’t help grumbling in his heart.

”Senior, this...”

Ji Yuan asked via voice transmission.

”He and I have an old grudge. After coming in here, I snatched a treasure from him, so now it’s a life-and-death feud.” Master Qingcheng replied via voice transmission.

Ji Yuan sensed the disturbance coming from behind. In his haste, his Divine Sense swept back, and he saw what was happening in the rear.

He saw yet another streak of cyan Escape Light shoot out from behind that massive stone gate, and the moment it emerged, that cyan Escape Light turned into human form.

Then the Divine Light under that person’s feet flashed, and a male eagle covered in brown feathers appeared under him.

The eagle’s twin wings shook once, and the distance between the two sides was instantly cut in half.

Seeing this, Ji Yuan’s eyes involuntarily narrowed... What insane speed!

How’s he supposed to run from that? There’s just no way to run!

”Senior...”

Ji Yuan wanted to say more, but Master Qingcheng had already tossed him downward, dropping him onto the city wall of this giant city, while he himself turned around to meet Eagle Changkong head-on.

And in the instant Master Qingcheng rose up, Ji Yuan felt as if countless willow leaves appeared across the sky above the giant city.

Killing intent bristled!

Rather than willow leaves, they were more like Flying Swords!

Because Ji Yuan sensed an all-too-familiar Sword Qi from those leaves. This Senior Qingcheng... was actually also a Sword Cultivator?

Once he made his move, Eagle Changkong had no choice but to stop chasing.

He could only halt and face the enemy.

First, that Tier Four Early Stage long-sky hawk folded its wings, Mana gathering upon them, then suddenly flared them open. In an instant, an extremely powerful Medicinal Power burst out in all directions.

It immediately blasted away all the willow leaves around Eagle Changkong, placing him in a safe zone.

Then the long-sky hawk’s wings beat rapidly, its body hovering in midair.

Eagle Changkong stood on the hawk’s back. His right hand reached back and grasped at the air, and a golden long spear radiating a trace of Long Wei appeared in his hand.

”What, you’ve got a junior to shelter now, so you finally decided to stop running?”

As Eagle Changkong spoke, he first glanced at Ji Yuan standing far off on the city wall, then turned his gaze to Master Qingcheng opposite him.

”Fellow Daoist Eagle, you and I are both Loose Cultivators. We both know how hard cultivation is. Why go all the way to a fight to the death?”

One willow leaf after another flew in from afar to gather around Master Qingcheng, all of them pointing at Eagle Changkong.

”Fine then, hand that ten-thousand-year cold pine back over to me, and we’ll call it even between us. How about it?”

Eagle Changkong weighed the golden long spear in his hand, looking quite agreeable and easygoing.

Hearing this, Master Qingcheng couldn’t help stroking his beard with a smile as he said:

”Since that ten-thousand-year cold pine has fallen into this old man’s hands, it naturally means it is fated with this old man... All treasures under heaven belong to those who are fated with them.”

”Oh?”

Eagle Changkong snorted in derision at that.

”Then it seems there’s no room for discussion. In my opinion, all treasures under heaven should belong to those who are virtuous!”

With that, he twisted his right hand, raising the spear. High up on the sky curtain, a golden spear light hundreds of zhang tall appeared, crashing straight down toward Master Qingcheng.

”Not good!”

Ji Yuan, who had been behind Master Qingcheng under his protection, saw this and immediately called out softly, ”Lightning Pursuit.”

Electric light flashed, and his figure instantly moved from the western city wall to the sky above the southern city wall.

He already knew that if he channeled ”Lightning Pursuit” with all his strength, his speed could match an average Early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

It was precisely because of that speed that both Master Qingcheng and Eagle Changkong above the giant city turned their gazes toward him.

”Nice treasure, little friend. Why don’t you let me safeguard it for you?!”

Eagle Changkong burst out laughing and spoke the exact same words as the Mansion Master of Xuan Snake.

So yeah, in the eyes of High-tier Cultivators, Low-tier Cultivators really are just ants to be toyed with at will... A wave of fury surged up from Ji Yuan’s heart.

He lifted his head to stare at Eagle Changkong in midair, and a bold idea suddenly took shape in his mind.

I might not be able to kill those Mid-stage Nascent Soul old monsters, but I sure as hell can kill you, you Early-stage Nascent Soul little punk!

Under Tier Three of the [Meteor Cannon], even a Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator would be turned to dust.

Let alone you, an Early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

If it really comes down to it, even if I have to burn fifty years of my lifespan, I’ll cut you down right here!

They all pick soft persimmons to squeeze. Anyone who sees me, a Mid-stage Core Formation Cultivator, wants to stomp on me a couple of times. Today I’ll pick an Early-stage Nascent Soul soft persimmon and give it a squeeze.

Once killing intent rose in his heart, it could no longer be suppressed.

Ji Yuan raised his head and looked.

He saw all the willow leaves around Master Qingcheng converging above his head, as if forming a cyan long cone.

”Go!”

He barked softly, and his figure merged with the long cone, thrusting toward the spear light falling from the sky curtain.

”Boom—”

When the two collided, an intense Spiritual Qi fluctuation exploded out.

Master Qingcheng pierced through the spear light in a single thrust and appeared higher up on the sky curtain. From his commanding height, his green robe billowed in the wind.

He looked down at Eagle Changkong and said in a deep voice:

”This old man’s lifespan is already running short. Eagle Changkong, if you push this old man too far, I’ll self-detonate my Lifebound Magical Treasure right in front of you. How much chance of survival do you think you have?”

Hearing this, Eagle Changkong’s expression did change a bit.

Ordinary cultivators aren’t scary; what’s scary are those whose lifespan is nearly exhausted.

They charge around with their Lifebound Magical Treasure like madmen who don’t fear death; anyone who runs into them will choose to avoid them by three parts.

Afraid of being dragged down with them.

But since Eagle Changkong had already chosen to make a move, he naturally wouldn’t be cowed by this kind of threat. He let out a cold laugh.