Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

Four days have passed since the patriarch fell.

Fortunately, he had a soul-soothing box to house the patriarch's residual soul, otherwise, it would be very easy for the residual soul to dissipate after such a long time.

He opened the soul-soothing box and put half of the other shore Liangyi Golden Pill into it.

The patriarch's residual soul quickly swallowed the half of the other shore Liangyi Golden Pill.

After swallowing the other shore Liangyi Pill, the residual soul's momentum became stronger and stronger.

Finally, it pieced together into Zhang Yuhuai's phantom.

Zhang Yuhuai looked at his transparent body and said in surprise: "I... haven't I fallen?"

"The patriarch can practice ghost Taoism in the future."

Zhang Xuan explained the cause and effect.

Zhang Yuhuai was also sighing after listening.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jianqiu chose to save him in the end.

Unexpectedly, the three elders committed suicide and fed him their residual souls to increase his chances of survival.

"When did you find out that Zhang Jianqiu wanted to sacrifice the living souls of my Zhang family?"

"This... it was also recently. However, the reason why I exposed him was that I was sure from the bottom of my heart that the old oily head would never really attack my Zhang family, but I didn't expect that the clan leader and the three clan elders would choose to commit suicide. This was not in the plan."

"This is what we owe him. I hope he can let it go this time."

"Clan leader, your ghost is still very weak now. Rest in the soul-nourishing box for a while. I will go outside to get you some supplies."

"Okay."

After speaking, Zhang Yuhuai's ghost returned to the soul-nourishing box.

Zhang Xuan walked out of the cave.

Several clan elders saw Zhang Xuan coming out and hurriedly squeezed up to ask: "Clan leader... How is the clan leader?"

"The clan leader's ghost has been gathered together and can practice ghost Taoism. It's a pity that the souls of the three clan elders have been annihilated..." Zhang Xuan replied.

The faces of the clan elders showed joy after hearing this.

"Great, great, it's good that the clan leader is fine."

"It's good that he can practice ghost arts, at least he's still alive."

"I heard that there may not be one soul in a million who can practice ghost arts. It's a blessing for our Zhang family that the clan leader can be resurrected again!"

...

Zhang Xuan looked at the smiles on the faces of the clan elders and thought to himself: "Is the relationship between the three clan elders really that bad? There's not even anyone who greets them."

He walked out of the outer ring and saw the black mass of locusts outside the Fairy Cat Valley.

Old Oilhead left the Fairy Cat Valley, and no one knew where he would go.

Can he survive in this closed area where locusts are rampant?

However, since Old Oilhead is a high-level witch, it should be no problem for him to absorb the residual souls of these locusts for cultivation.

In addition, before Old Oilhead left, Zhang Xuan gave him a lot of pills.

As for how he knew that Old Oilhead was hiding and ready to go, although he was vague to the clan leader, he knew it in his heart.

This time, he was able to discover this thanks to his hemp-clothed witch appearance method.

Since he used witch patterns to outline two palaces.

He found that he could actually make some fortune-telling predictions.

The old oily man's cave was right next to his cave.

He took the old oily man out as an experimental subject.

Unexpectedly, he discovered the old oily man's shocking secret.

Of course, fortune-telling also consumes a lot of energy.

He now needs to replenish a lot of residual soul power.

Came to the outside of the Fairy Cat Valley.

The locusts rushed towards Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan was delighted and operated the Heavenly Demon Refining Spirit Technique.

The inner cauldron of the dantian appeared, and all the locusts close to him were collected into the inner cauldron of the dantian.

The Nine Flames True Fire burned violently, and these black locusts soon turned into a mass of plasma, providing him with a constant supply of blood and qi to temper his sternum.

As for these locust residual souls, part of them replenished their own soul power consumption, and the other part was fed to the clan leader in the soul-soothing box.

The clan leader's ghost had just been gathered together, and it was still relatively weak, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

After replenishing these locust remnant souls, the clan leader's ghost became more powerful.

However, the clan leader's ghost is still relatively weak now, and it cannot be replenished too much at one time.

Zhang Xuan was afraid of being besieged by second-level locusts, so he stopped while he was ahead.

Feeling that he had collected enough, he returned to Fairy Cat Valley.

He saw that several clan elders were still waiting for him.

"How should we deal with these rioters in Lingchao Lake Market? We are still waiting for the ten clan elders to make a decision." The second clan elder Zhang Meng walked forward and said.

"These people are desperate because of the locust plague. Even if they are all killed, there will be more desperate cultivators who will join the riot."

"Do the ten elders have any way to deal with it?"

"We still have to find a job for these rioting cultivators."

"Now that the Great King Fort has joined the Fairy Cat Valley, there are many people and little land. They don't have any skills. What kind of job can we find for them?"

"As far as I know, Lingchao Lake is a hundred miles in radius, and a large number of nine-son spiritual lotus can be planted. The development of Lingchao Lake requires a lot of manpower."

"Now Lingchao Lake belongs to the third-level spiritual clam. The development of Lingchao Lake and the planting of nine-son spiritual lotus may not be agreed by the third-level spiritual clam!"

"Doesn't the third-level spiritual clam like to do business? As long as the profit is enough, I think he doesn't mind planting some spiritual lotus on the lake. I'll talk to him. The elders, wait for my reply."

Zhang Xuan directly sat on the bloodthirsty bat and came to the Lingchao Lake in Neiji.

Lingchao Lake is vast and boundless.

Although a hundred miles in radius doesn't sound big.

But when you really see the surface of the water, you still feel that Lingchao Lake is incomparably huge!

"Senior Lingbang, please come out and see me." Zhang Xuan shouted.

"Boom——"

The third-level Lingbang flew out of Lingchao Lake.

"My dear friend, I just helped your Zhang family to quell the civil strife. Why are you here again?" The third-level spiritual clam asked in a dignified manner.

Zhang Xuan curled his lips.

When did the third-level spiritual clam quell the civil strife?

If it weren't for the old oily man showing mercy, the pearls would have been taken away by the old oily man.

"Senior Ling Clam, I have a business to do here. I wonder if you are interested!"

"Doing business, I like it," the third-level spiritual clam said with a smile, "I hate fighting with others the most in my life. It is not necessary to fight and kill to obtain resources."

"Senior Ling Clam is right."

"I don't know what business you want to do with me. If it is just some trivial business, I am not interested."

"This is a business with millions of spiritual stones every year."

When the third-level spiritual clam heard it, golden light radiated from its eyes.

A business of millions of spiritual stones every year is enough for it to buy more than a dozen second-level monsters.

The smile on the face of the third-level clam became even more intense: "What business? Tell me quickly, young friend."

"I see that the spiritual nest lake of the senior is bare. If we can plant the Nine-Seed Spiritual Lotus, the benefits will be immeasurable."

"Nine-Seed Spiritual Lotus?" The third-level clam drooped its head, "The growth cycle of the Nine-Seed Spiritual Lotus is more than 90 years. This clam will not be able to harvest until 90 years later. I am not interested in spending time on things that will happen 90 years later."

After saying this, the third-level clam was about to dive back into the spiritual nest lake.