Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 755: Chapter 362: Life and Death True Seed! A Sudden Turn of Events (Part 3)

It was an indescribable clarity filled with astonishment, unsure of how to express the emotion.

”You...”

Wang Qingshan couldn’t hold back anymore, his face flushed red, pointing at Zhang Fan and cursing loudly.

”Zhang Fan, don’t think that because you and Yu Xuanji have a...”

Before he could finish, Wang Qingyi raised his hand and interrupted him again.

The unfinished words caused everyone’s expressions to change, looking at Zhang Fan with a meaning difficult to convey in words.

”Yu Xuanji? Isn’t that the disciple of Sanqing Mountain? Have a what?”

”An affair... Is this person actually Yu Xuanji’s close companion?”

”Click, click... Click, click...”

”Click your mom, shut up!”

Everyone’s thoughts became active, and the originally tense atmosphere slightly eased.

”Fellow Daoist wants to spar, then I’ll accept,” Wang Qingyi suddenly changed his tone and said.

The previously relaxed atmosphere became tense again.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Wang Qingyi, looking at this pride of the Pure Yang Wang Family.

”Surely, fellow Daoist knows that I cultivate the ancestral master’s Technique, [Life and Death Ming Chapter]. I won’t deceive you, within ten steps, if I cannot defeat you, then I will consider it as my loss.”

Wang Qingyi’s spirit was vast and boundless, at this moment, his eyes seemed empty, with only this heaven and earth.

”Disciples of the Pure Yang Family!” Zhang Fan sighed.

Buzz...

Suddenly, between Wang Qingyi’s eyebrows, a stream of bright light surged like a lamp in the long night, illuminating the boundless darkness.

Everyone’s gaze became stagnant as if seeing Wang Qingyi’s Primordial Spirit floating and manifesting, like a great sun shining, gathering countless rays of light, transforming into a radiant speck...

That speck of radiance was extraordinary and mysterious, appearing in the Red Dust of the mortal world, like a seed falling to the ground and taking root, with the Primordial Spirit Outer Scenery manifesting, flowers blooming and fading, life and death cycles all condensed into this seed.

”Life and Death True Seed!?”

Meng Qiwu’s face was solemn, the Wang Family’s highest technique is [Life and Death Ming Chapter], deriving from the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods’ [Jia Sheng Gui Si]. It is said that Chongyang Zhenren pioneered a new path, with the essence truly captured only when the Life and Death True Seed is formed within the Primordial Spirit. His future achievements would be limitless, potentially even surpassing [Jia Sheng Gui Si].

”Wang Qingyi’s talent is truly terrifying, he actually cultivated the Life and Death True Seed!” Meng Qiwu murmured softly.

Buzz...

The True Seed seemed to merge with Wang Qingyi’s Primordial Spirit, the radiance shining on Wang Qingshan beside him, the cracks on his Primordial Spirit visibly recovering at an incredible speed.

”The Life and Death True Seed is truly heaven’s gift!” Wang Qinglian murmured softly, her eyes reflecting a different kind of light.

Everyone in the Wang Family who witnessed this scene could not remain calm.

This realm is what they pursued all their lives yet was unattainable, with only a few disciples in the Wang Family lineage able to cultivate the Life and Death True Seed.

Based on this alone, Wang Qingyi truly deserves to be the most outstanding disciple of this generation in the Wang Family.

”Fellow Daoist, I’m coming,” Wang Qingyi said flatly, proactively reminding.

Evidently, he had enough confidence to suppress Zhang Fan, so much so that he didn’t want Zhang Fan to make a single mistake.

Splat...

Suddenly, a bizarre figure seemed to materialize from thin air, appearing in the silent night behind Wang Qingyi, his palm pierced through Wang Qingyi’s head like a blade, extracting his Primordial Spirit...

The radiance of the Life and Death True Seed seemed to be swallowed by the night, around that person existed both life and death.

That power appeared innately integrated with the Life and Death True Seed.

”Jia Sheng Gui Si!” A voice seemed to roar within Zhang Fan’s mind.