Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

To the east of Canglong City...

On a giant flying ship...

A old man wearing a black robe and carrying a green sword sat on the main seat at the top of the hall. His face was as calm as water, his gaze cold and sharp.

In front of him stood a disheveled and pitifully looking enchanting beauty and a middle-aged man in a green robe.

"Speak!" The old man spoke indifferently.

His powerful voice was like a sharp sword against the throat, displaying its coldness and sharpness.

"Who led this unauthorized action?" The enchanting beauty lowered her head and glanced at the middle-aged cultivator standing beside her.

The reason why the three of them came to Canglong Immortal City this time was because the Yellow Robed Daoist wanted to see that talisman master.

They thought that the three of them joining forces would be more than enough to deal with Li Pu and the talisman master.

But who would have thought...

Before they even saw the shadow of the talisman master, the initiator, the Yellow Robed Daoist, was already killed by Li Pu with a single sword strike.

"Reporting to Sword Lord," the middle-aged man finally spoke at this moment.

He bowed to the old man and slowly said, "This matter was originally caused by Fellow Daoist Mo, but... Fellow Daoist Mo has already perished, so pursuing it further is meaningless!"

"Although Fire Phoenix and I did not actively provoke this matter, we are still accomplices; we unintentionally disrupted Sword Lord's plan, and we are willing to accept punishment!"

"Willing to accept punishment?" The Sword Lord looked at the two of them and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

He flicked his finger.

Immediately, two thin strands of sword energy directly entered the middle-aged cultivator and the enchanting beauty's eyebrows.

In the next moment...

The beauty let out a scream of pain, curling up on the ground, crying in agony.

As for the middle-aged cultivator, although he was still standing in place, his pale face and the sweat dripping from his forehead and temples already explained everything.

The Sword Lord slowly stood up, looking coldly at the two suffering individuals, and said indifferently, "This strand of sword energy will linger in your souls for three hours."

"Although it is painful, it does not cause any substantial harm. Consider it a lesson for the two of you!"

"If there is a next time, I will definitely not spare you!"

The middle-aged cultivator quickly bowed to the old man.

"Thank you, Sword Lord, for sparing our lives! We will definitely remember your teachings!"

Before he finished speaking...

The Sword Lord had already left the hall and left the flying ship...

After about half a stick of incense...

The trembling Fire Phoenix Spirit Lord lying on the floor suddenly stopped screaming.

She looked towards the direction of the door, then slowly got up from the ground. The corners of her bright red mouth carried a meaningful smile.

"You..." The middle-aged cultivator looked at the enchanting beauty with some confusion, his face filled with astonishment.

"Don't look at me like that. Just like you, I also have the Sword Lord's sword energy in my sea of consciousness."

The beauty glanced at the middle-aged cultivator and explained with a light laugh, "But this sword energy itself is harmless, so... I just need to use my enchantment technique on myself, and the so-called pain will naturally be concealed."

As she spoke, she gracefully walked to the middle-aged cultivator, and her fair fingers slowly moved from the back of his neck down to his chest.

Her enchanting voice sounded softly in his ear.

"The sword energy will completely disappear in three hours. This kind of agonizing pain is not pleasant..."

"Would Fellow Daoist Yang like me to help you?"

The middle-aged cultivator frowned, a coldness flashing across his face.

"You want to absorb my yang essence?"

At the words of the enchanting beauty, a slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Just a strand of yang essence in exchange for three hours of ethereal pleasure. Fellow Daoist Yang won't lose out."

The middle-aged cultivator clenched his fist tightly.

Sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his cheeks, and his crimson eyes made his vision increasingly blurry.

The needle-like pain in his sea of consciousness, although it wouldn't cause any real damage to him, had gradually exceeded his limit of endurance.

If he wasn't careful, it could even disturb his Dao heart!

After weighing it in his mind for a moment, the middle-aged cultivator stared at the bloodshot eyes and pounced directly at the enchanting beauty.

Not long after...

The flying ship trembled violently.

If it weren't for the fact that this giant flying ship was specially crafted by the Demon Temple, with countless formations supporting it, it would not easily crash.

The attack of the middle-aged cultivator was enough to kill all the Gold Core and Foundation Building cultivators on the flying boat.

At the same time...

In the west of Canglong City, in front of an inconspicuous mountain peak.

After Li Pu bowed, an old and majestic voice finally sounded from within the mountain peak.

"Come in."

As soon as the voice fell, circles of spiritual light suddenly appeared in the air. Soon, the spiritual light rapidly rotated, accompanied by densely packed runes, eventually forming a colorful teleportation vortex.

This vortex was different from the void shattered by a Soul Formation cultivator. It belonged to a formation, capable of transporting people from one momentary space to another. Of course, the other space also needed a teleportation formation in order to establish a connection.

Li Pu glanced at the vortex for a moment, without any hesitation, and stepped directly into it.

Soon, as he passed through a starry tunnel, a bright light suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Before long...

Li Pu found himself in a world with nothing but mirror-like lake water and a blue sky with white clouds.

He looked around.

Soon, not far away, he saw an old man sitting cross-legged.

However...

Across from the old man was a middle-aged cultivator wearing the standard purple robe of the Tianlei Hall.

The two seemed to be... playing chess?

Li Pu walked towards the two.

Until he was only a few zhang away from them, he stopped and bowed to each of them, saying:

"Greetings, Elder Qi. Greetings, Lord Di!"

"Come and sit."

"Yes!"

Li Pu respectfully replied and then sat on the lake surface less than three feet away from the chessboard.

The old man stared at the chessboard, rubbing the white chess pieces in his hand, and asked leisurely:

"Li Jianzi has come to find me. What is the matter?"

"Reporting to Elder Qi, Li Pu has come to ask Elder Qi to come out of seclusion."

Li Pu didn't beat around the bush and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

"I have said before going into seclusion that I won't come out unless I become the Formation Grandmaster. If Li Jianzi is only here for this matter, please leave."

The old man answered expressionlessly, and then placed the chess piece in his hand under a black piece on the edge of the chessboard.

"It's your turn."

Di Hong nodded slightly, picked up a black piece, and looked in the direction where the old man had placed his piece.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly, took out two black pieces, and placed them in the lower corners of the chessboard. He smiled bitterly and said:

"Indeed, Elder Qi, even if I give up four pieces, I still can't compete with your superior chess skills."

"You're exaggerating, you're exaggerating!"

The old man waved his hand and shook his head.

"Give up three pieces. With your current chess skills, you have more than an 80% chance of winning against me if you give up four pieces."

"Why did you lose the game? Do you really think this old man can't see through it?"

As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Di Hong.

Upon hearing this, Di Hong quickly smiled and bowed.

"I made a mistake. I hope Elder Qi can forgive me!"

"You brat."

The old man scolded with a smile, then looked at Li Pu beside him and said:

"Li Jianzi, did you ask me to come out of seclusion because of the demonic cultivator you killed with one sword?"

Li Pu was startled at first, then quickly and respectfully replied:

"That's right!"

"Elder Qi really knows everything!"

"Don't flatter if it's not necessary."

"Um..."

Li Pu looked at the old man awkwardly, only to see him continue:

"Today, you really shouldn't have directly killed that Soul Formation realm cultivator."

"But..."