Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

Regarding Su Ling's theory, Ji Boying initially believed it to some extent, but upon seeing the mischievous and lively eyes of the other party, he suddenly felt uneasy.

However...

At this point, he had no other choice.

Ji Boying repeatedly attempted to depict spiritual patterns in the air.

Once.

Twice.

...

Thirty times...

Time passed little by little, and Ji Boying had nothing but failure.

However, the wind wall in front of him was already showing signs of strain.

Ji Boying glanced at the wind wall and continued to focus on drawing.

Like this...

After ten more attempts, Ji Boying finally captured that elusive feeling.

He was overjoyed and quickly began to draw. Before long...

A spiritual pattern had taken shape!

But before he could add the final stroke, the next moment, a dark figure violently knocked him away...

---

In the silent jungle, a team of more than ten Foundation Building cultivators cautiously traversed the forest path.

They held their magical tools, adjusted their spiritual energy, and wore serious expressions, constantly surveying their surroundings. If there were any abnormalities, they would strike first.

"Stay alert! We're less than five miles away from the location the rogue cultivators mentioned. This time, we're only gathering intelligence, so be careful not to mess up!"

"Yes!"

As the middle-aged man at the forefront, who was at the peak of Foundation Building, finished speaking, the ten-plus cultivators behind him responded in unison.

Seeing that everyone was still focused, the middle-aged man felt slightly relieved.

He wouldn't have taken on this mission to explore the source of the beast tide in the outskirts if it hadn't been forced upon him by the Security Hall.

According to the rogue cultivators, this beast tide was caused by demonic creatures.

Demonic creatures!

They were even more terrifying than demonic cultivators!

They were just a small patrol team under the Security Hall. If they really encountered demonic creatures, there would be few who could make it back today.

"Captain!"

Just then, someone in the team suddenly shouted.

The middle-aged man at the front seemed to have been shocked by electricity.

He was about to turn around and reprimand them when he saw his subordinates staring blankly in the direction of the nearby forest.

Furrowing his brows, the man followed their gaze...

He saw several withered monster corpses hanging sporadically on the nearby tree trunks. These monsters had their mouths open and their eyes wide, devoid of expression, but their fear before death was still evident!

"Captain."

Just then, a young man in his twenties or thirties, who seemed to be barely at the Foundation Building stage, spoke up.

"Do we... still need to go on?"

His voice was filled with hesitation and a hint of fear.

Upon hearing this, the man also began to hesitate.

If they stopped here, it would be difficult to explain when they returned. But if they continued forward...

After struggling for a while...

The man swallowed hard and said fiercely:

"Continue forward for another five hundred steps! After five hundred steps, regardless of whether we find anything, we'll head back to the city directly!"

"Yes!"

With that, the group cautiously moved forward again.

They didn't walk quickly; each step was taken with extreme caution.

As they went deeper, the number of monster corpses along the way increased, and there were even quite a few second-tier monsters!

Finally, after four hundred steps, a deep and dark cave appeared before them, and the group stopped in their tracks.

The entrance to the cave was not narrow, about ten meters wide, with scattered piles of rubble, wood chips, and many fresh bloodstains that had not yet dried...

If their deduction was correct, an extremely fierce battle had taken place here not long ago.

"Captain, do we... continue?"

Someone in the team trembled as they spoke.

The middle-aged man hesitated to answer, tightly gripping the sword at his waist. His resolute face was filled with struggle.

After a long while...

He turned to look at the crowd, preparing to speak, but saw someone in the team suddenly pointing to the side of the woods, saying, "Someone!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze in the direction he pointed.

They saw a thin figure covered in blood, leaning against a sturdy tree trunk.

After seeing that thin figure, everyone immediately activated their spiritual power to its peak. The middle-aged man even enveloped the person with his Foundation Building divine sense.

Not long after...

His expression suddenly changed.

"A demonic cultivator?!"

But soon, he returned to normal.

Because...

On that thin figure, he only sensed Foundation Building cultivation, and it was only at the mid-stage of Foundation Building.

The man was instantly overjoyed and quickly said to the crowd, "The beast tide in this area is caused by that demonic cultivator. Follow me and capture him!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing the man's words, the faces of the crowd were filled with excitement.

They thought it would be some kind of monster, but it turned out to be just a Foundation Building demonic cultivator!

This mission...

Can finally be completed!

However, just as they were about to rush towards the figure, snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.

The snowflakes slowly descended, and on the crystal hexagonal petals, there shimmered a blue spiritual light.

Before the crowd could react, that spiritual light suddenly burst forth, and a cold wave swept over them like a sea, instantly freezing them into snow-white ice sculptures.

Qiu Yu threw the spirit rune paper in her hand, which had completely lost its luster, aside. Then she struggled to get up and walked towards the group of people.

She stood in front of the middle-aged man and placed her right hand on his forehead.

Crack!

With a crisp sound.

Crimson blood burst out of the ice, eventually flowing into the ring on her fair fingers.

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In a luxurious room in a commercial building.

The sound of light and rhythmic collisions continued, accompanied by Li Yueyao's melodious singing voice, like celestial music, pleasing to the ears.

Ji Boying wielded his long sword like a madman, freely performing the eight ultimate moves in the Broken Acupoint Sword Technique.

The fierceness of his sword moves and the sharpness of his sword intent made Li Yueyao retreat step by step on the Wendaoping.

Even though her Xuan You Mei body had already reached the third transformation, and she had entered the Gold Core stage.

But in front of Ji Boying, who had already stepped into the realm of Sword Immortal, she still had no power to fight back.

Until...

After nearly half an hour, Ji Boying suddenly used the Wind and Thunder Sword, releasing all the sword qi in his body. Only then did this battle come to an end.

After the fight, Ji Boying ignored Li Yueyao and lay on a nearby long chair, covering his eyes, panting heavily.

Sensing Ji Boying's abnormality, Li Yueyao locked her Yang Qi and blood, changed into a new dress, and sat beside him.

"Is something bothering Young Master?"

Li Yueyao placed Ji Boying's head on her soft thigh, gently pressing her two slender fingers on his temples.

"Sort of."

Ji Boying casually replied, his tone somewhat perfunctory and a little unhappy.

In his mind, he recalled the scene of being trampled by those scoundrels yesterday.

There were even a few ignorant fools who stepped on his handsome and elegant face!

If it weren't for his golden body covering his whole body, he would probably need another bottle of beauty elixir today.

Thinking of this, those scenes in his mind were involuntarily replaced by a pair of cunning eyes.

Ji Boying suddenly opened his eyes.

Feeling the pent-up frustration in his chest, he completely lost interest in the massage.

He sat up and glanced at Li Yueyao beside him.

Understanding his intentions, she performed a graceful salute to Ji Boying, and then...

Bowed down and knelt.

Lowered her head and worked hard.