There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 64: An anomaly? A drastic change! [Seeking further reading]

Enchantment?

Ah? Ha?

Ah ba, aba.

Xia Ming opened his mouth wide, not understanding the concept of enchantment.

Could it be that Goldfinger is having problems?

No matter how outrageous Goldfinger was in the past, Xia Ming could at least understand it.

Magnetic fields, diodes, array combinations, water boiling Qi Refining...

What's unreasonable about any of them?

The principles make sense too!

But this enchantment... what the hell is it?

Also, what's with the garbled mess in front of "enchantment"?

Something that even Goldfinger can't understand?

Picking up the black page, Xia Ming carefully examined it.

After looking at it for a while, Xia Ming felt that this black page seemed to be a rough manuscript.

It seems incomplete, so Goldfinger couldn't understand it either.

He put the manuscript back into the book, restoring everything to its original state.

It's better to be cautious. That's always a good thing.

Finished tidying up.

Resting his chin on his hand, Xia Ming was very worried.

Master He's pill... I really can't take it anymore.

If I take it again, who knows what kind of trouble will arise.

Goldfinger's secret can't be told to anyone either.

It can only rot in my own stomach, that's for sure!

So where is the way out?

...

While Xia Ming was pondering deeply, He Niansheng was equally frustrated.

Not far from him, a few Foundation Building disciples were swiftly moving through the dense forest.

"You all! Search carefully! Once something happens, immediately crush the jade slip in your hand! Don't hesitate!"

"The Grand Elders are not far behind us. As long as we send a signal, they will arrive in an instant! That scoundrel won't be able to run far!"

"The Sect Master said that whoever finds it will be rewarded with ten thousand spirit stones! They will become an honored disciple of the sect! And their descendants will be honored for nine generations!"

The elder who was falling behind kept repeating.

The disciples in front were ignoring his words.

Ten thousand spirit stones are hard to come by...

Being an honored disciple is only worth it if you're dead.

And what about the Grand Elders arriving in an instant? That's just deceiving children!

I'm afraid the Grand Elders have already arrived and my ashes have been scattered.

Of course, the disciples knew that they were just cannon fodder for exploration.

Sigh.

In life, one is not in control.

Looking at the group of cultivators in the distance, He Niansheng's eyes darkened a bit.

As an early Core Formation elder, he didn't have the confidence to kill them instantly.

Killing them would be like poking a hornet's nest.

This place is not suitable for staying for long.

He Niansheng knew that this group of disciples might be the first batch, but they definitely wouldn't be the last.

It seems that the situation in the Great River region has already been suppressed by the Bamboo Sword Sect.

Nascent Soul ancestors are truly terrifying.

At this moment, He Niansheng still didn't know that the Purple Thunder Daoist had already met his demise.

If you think about it, He Niansheng himself is the murderer.

Putting away the concealment talisman, He Niansheng let out a long sigh.

"Could it be... that fate is not favoring me, He Niansheng?"

"If... just a few more days, a few days would be enough."

In fact, He Niansheng also knew that the blood pill he just refined had some effect.

Xia Ming's cultivation level is too low.

He can't hide anything.

His mouth may lie, but his body won't.

If the pill had no effect, why would your eyelids twitch?

The shock and confusion in Xia Ming's eyes couldn't escape He Niansheng's gaze.

Estimating that the blood pill had some effect, but the effect should not be significant.

Therefore, He Niansheng couldn't be bothered to expose Xia Ming.

After all, he's his disciple.

He should spoil him.

Originally, He Niansheng was still thinking about perfecting the Blood Red Pill formula under that hill, striving to improve the efficacy of the pill.

I don't expect Xia Ming to become completely normal, but at least he should recognize words.

But, there is no more time.

The bamboo sword cultivators have already found this place, and it's only a matter of time before they discover the hidden medicinal field.

He Niansheng wouldn't bet on them not finding it. The path to immortality is of utmost importance, and he cannot harbor any trace of luck.

Returning to the medicinal field on the hill, He Niansheng began to pack his things, preparing to leave.

He saw the pile of slightly altered medicinal books, but he didn't say anything.

"Master?"

"Pack your things, we're leaving. This place is no longer safe."

"..."

Hearing He Niansheng's words, Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Destiny is with me!

Alchemy requires a quiet environment.

In other words, He Niansheng won't start the furnace without finding a relatively stable environment.

Xia Ming had a few more days of work.

Amidst his joy, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Where is the turning point?

In this moment of hardship, He Niansheng spoke again.

"Xia Ming, don't slack off in your cultivation. Strive to reach Foundation Building as soon as possible. I have prepared many Foundation Building Pills for you."

"Disciple Xia Ming will not disappoint Master's high expectations!"

...

While Xia Ming and his master were moving, a major event occurred in Xizi Cangzhou.

Downstream of the Baicang River, within the endless river network, a figure was searching for something.

Finally, at the end of the waterway, a man shrouded in black mist slowly stepped onto the ground.

His sharp eyes slowly lifted, and under the moonlight, the towering cherry blossom tree appeared divine and majestic.

Under the gaze of the cherry blossom dragon, the figure knelt respectfully and slowly took out a blood-red scroll from his bosom.

Unfolding the scroll, a voice filled with pressure suddenly came from the void.

[By the decree of the immortal,]

[This place is without sound, without principles, without heaven, without hierarchy!]

[The immortal has arrived.]

As the voice fell, the figure bowed devoutly, and then the blood scroll turned into a stream of blood-colored light, dyeing the sky of this realm.

Thin strands of cool blood-colored light mercilessly shone on the cherry blossom tree, and the dragon on the tree opened its eyes as if sensing something.

Under the gaze of the cherry blossom dragon, the figure took off the slender blade on his back.

It was a black blade tightly bound by a long black silk.

It had no handguard.

Which meant it would harm the wielder.

As the silk scattered, a wicked aura suddenly rose.

It was a demonic blade.

On the demonic blade, two large characters were engraved in iron wire and silver hooks.

Fancheng!

Gripping the demonic blade Fancheng with his right hand, even if his right arm melted away, the man did not let go of the blade.

With a bone-handled blade and swirling black aura, it was truly terrifying.

Seeing this scene, the cherry blossom dragon roared, but even if it roared with all its might, the surroundings remained silent.

This place is without sound.

"Immortality through blood, eternal prosperity!"

Muttering these eight words, the figure slowly approached the cherry blossom dragon with the blade in hand.

The cherry blossom dragon roared, its imposing pressure resembling the collapse of the heavens.

Its mouth opened and closed, releasing a pale torrent that seemed capable of wiping away everything in the world.

However.

This place is without heaven, without principles, without hierarchy!

The pressure was just a gentle breeze, and the torrent was nothing more than a drizzle.

Facing such terrifying energy and breath, the figure finally reached the cherry blossom dragon.

Beheading the dragon with a blade, dragon blood flooded the area.

...

In the end, the figure took something away.

It was the heart of the cherry blossom dragon.

The size of a fist, resembling flesh and jade.

In the moment of the heart's fluctuation, faintly visible were the intricate golden runes inside.

Those were faintly visible golden runes...

After collecting the heart of the cherry blossom dragon, the figure ignored the fallen dragon on the ground.

Taking a step forward, the figure directly merged into the endless wilderness of the north.

(End of this chapter)