Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Yun Jianyue’s expression remained calm as he spoke eloquently.

”I wonder if I have the honor of witnessing this technique today!”

”What boldness, what decisiveness!”

Master Xuanji’s expression turned grave, the usual depth and tranquility in his muddy eyes replaced by the stormy fury of turbulent waves.

”Talented individuals emerge in each generation... I haven’t seen the elegance of the Wuwei Sect for many years.”

A sigh fell, as if ripples appeared on a clear pond.

Rumble...

The next moment, a piercing sound exploded violently within the quiet grand hall, startling Zhong Changming.

Almost simultaneously, Master Xuanji appeared in front of Yun Jianyue, his figure seemingly swept away by the swirling storm. The wind was like blades, directly blowing Yun Jianyue out of the hall, landing him in the vast darkness of the night.

...

At this time, within the Outer Scenery created by the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal.

Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit completely dissolved into the dazzling golden light, countless light shadows flickering and extinguishing before his eyes. He continuously expended the power of his Primordial Spirit, using the awe-inspiring might of the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal] to activate the Divine Splitting Technique, searching for any clues related to the Evil Gods.

Finally, the myriad flickering light shadows slowed down, eventually freezing in one scene.

Deep into the night, a solitary moon hung high.

In a secluded corner of Cang Mountain, in an ancient Daoist temple, within a quiet courtyard, a fire furnace blazed with leaping crimson flames.

A young boy was bound and suspended above the furnace, his face full of fear, struggling desperately.

”Help... help...” The boy’s voice trembled, constantly calling out.

”Bold demon, dare to wreak havoc on Xuanji Mountain?”

At this moment, a powerful shout rang out, the wind like blades severed the ropes, gently placing the boy on the ground.

Soon after, numerous figures filed out, as many as eight or nine people, dressed in Daoist Robes, with a White Crane emblem embroidered at the edges.

”Demon... there’s a demon here...”

The boy, having narrowly escaped, freed himself from the ropes, tremblingly staring at the furnace, fear filling his eyes.

”What demon? Where?” A Kun Dao asked.

The young boy looked bewildered, eyes filled only with fear, shaking like a frightened little beast.

”He has no cultivation, just an ordinary person, can’t see it.”

The leading youth observed the boy on the verge of breakdown, shaking his head.

”Xuanji Mountain, one of the White Crane Temple’s venues, why are there only a few of you here?”

Suddenly, amidst a playful laughter, under the dim moonlight, a graceful figure slowly emerged from behind the furnace, with skin white as snow, enchanting eyes carrying spring.

Buzz...

The girl in a red dress, dazzling eyes flickered, an apparent fog seemed to shroud her back, like the shadow of a fox quickly dissipating.

”Fox Demon!?”

Among the group of Daoists, the leading youth’s expression subtly darkened, his eyes surging with a killing intent.

”Truly reckless, knowing that Xuanji Mountain is a venue of White Crane Temple, yet daring to steal the pill?”

”Hand over the Xuanji Pill.”

As he spoke, the group of Daoists scattered, stepping into Fighting Steps, taking positions, secretly aligning with Celestial Gang, forming an encircling stance.

”Xuanji Pill... Xuanji Pill... who turns the Xuanji pill skill, Taking Kan and Filling Li to transform the Jiao into a Dragon...”

The red-dressed girl murmured softly: ”I heard the White Crane Temple’s [Xuanji Pill] is a secret of the External Core Skill, once consumed, it can capture the essence of sun, moon, and stars, inner self forming crystal, outer appearance revealing Miao Fa, saving ten years of hard cultivation.”

Speaking, the red-dressed girl’s bright eyes shone greatly, looking at the Daoists with a hint of teasing.

”Such a treasure, since it’s in my hands, why would I hand it over?”

”Exterminate demons and protect the path!”

At this moment, the leading youth shouted fiercely, the chilling killing intent palpable.

”Dan Sha!”

Suddenly, a faint voice resounded, the eight Daoists’ bodies trembled intensely, a thumb-sized blood hole appeared at their brow, from back to front, scarlet blood mixed with white fluid slowly dripping.

Their eyes widened, struggling to turn back and see everything clearly.

Thud...

One after another, the muffled sound echoed, eight people fell in succession, collapsing into the pool of blood.

”Next time, don’t give yourself so much drama.”

Under the faint moonlight, the boy who had just been saved slowly walked forward, the fear on his face long gone, replaced by indifference.

”You still enjoy stabbing people in the back, still as ruthless as ever.”

The red-dressed girl pursed her lips, gone was the previous arrogance, looking at the boy with deep reverence.

”Cultivate the Carefree and Free Skill, slay the north, south, east, west, and center.”

The boy murmured softly, looking at the corpses all around, his eyes lowered, a thread of apathetic voice resounded once more.

”Great Flame Burial!!”

Just as the words were spoken, eight corpses suddenly burst into flames, the blazing fire illuminating the sky. Under the eerie moonlight, they twisted and deformed, and in an instant, the eight corpses disintegrated and turned to ashes, scattered into the boundless night.

”Is it necessary?” The corners of the red-clad girl’s eyes twitched unnaturally.

”To prevent one’s thoughts from degenerating, reducing bones to ashes is the right path.”

The young man remained indifferent, merely gazing at the red-clad girl.

”The Xuanji Pill!?”

The red-clad girl heard, hesitated not for a moment, and pulled out a finely crafted box from her arms, handing it over.

The young man took it, opened the box, revealing a crimson pill glistening with brilliance.

”Xuanji Pill, what a treasure.”

The young man grinned lightly and with a single motion, swallowed the Xuanji Pill whole.

The red-clad girl trembled slightly, yet dared not utter a word.

”We should leave quickly; the experts from White Crane Temple should be arriving soon.”

”Indeed.”

The young man nodded, and a crimson line appeared on the slender, fair neck of the red-clad girl.

She quickly covered her severed artery but couldn’t stop the fresh blood from flowing, staring in shock at the young man before her, filled with disbelief.

”To prevent thoughts from declining, someone must take the blame.”

The young man shrugged, revealing a helpless expression, pointing a finger at the girl’s Celestial Spirit.

”God Capturing!”

With a soft word, the Primordial Spirit of the red-clad girl was forcefully extracted, revealing a small fox under the hazy moonlight.

Buzz...

The young man opened his mouth wide, directly swallowing the Primordial Spirit.

”Flame Slaughter Prison!”

Simultaneously, the young man formed seals with his hands, muttering, unleashing a terrifying aura from his body...

The Primordial Spirit glowed, seemingly opening the gate of evil, Flame God Fire Division, Slaughter Purgatory...

Rumble...

Soon, the ground beneath the young man’s feet cracked inch by inch, flames surged skyward, fiery beams like stars reflecting the sky, and in an instant, the ancient Daoist Temple was engulfed in sinister flames.

At the next moment, the young man emerged from the flames, looked back, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

”Murder and arson cultivate the Golden Body, who is immortal? I am immortal!”

Behind the young man, flames soared into the sky, he strode confidently into the boundless night, disappearing without a trace.

Rumble...

Light and shadow shattered, everything returned before the eyes.

”Evil Gods...” Zhang Fan furrowed his brow.

The most worrying event had indeed occurred; ten years ago, after that night, the Evil Gods had already seized a human body.

”He’s in Shangjing City!?”

From the scene just now, Zhang Fan confirmed that the Evil Gods were currently in Shangjing City.

Because Xuanji Mountain is located in Shangjing, one of the thirty-six sites of White Crane Temple.

”That madman... truly lawless.” Zhang Fan’s expression slightly tightened; through the scene just now, he could feel the Evil Gods’ power and madness.

Rumble...

At that moment, the Outer Scenery shifted, the surrounding mountainous landscapes dissolved entirely, leaving only a hazy scene, with dazzling gold becoming the only light.

”Is this... the earthen jar!?” Zhang Fan’s heart stirred.

The Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal exists to refine the Primordial Spirit within the earthen jar, which was obtained ten years ago from Li Linglong’s corpse.

”Did my Primordial Spirit enter into that earthen jar?” Zhang Fan pondered.

”Ten years... finally someone has arrived...”

Just then, a haunting voice echoed at Zhang Fan’s ear, reverberating through this hazy space.

”Who!?”

Zhang Fan’s heart skipped, instinctively asking.

”Ten years... we meet again... Zhang Fan... you have grown...”

The haunting voice echoed again, with a touch of sentiment, clearer than before.

At this moment, within the hazy space, a figure gradually emerged, seemingly awakening from the depths of endless darkness, with eyes like bright lamps illuminating Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit.

”You are...”

”I am Si Snake...”

”Bai Yujing!!!”

The haunting words sank into Zhang Fan’s ears, revealing an immensely large python-shaped Primordial Spirit before him.