A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 238

Chapter 234 A Great Harvest

Just as Feng Xi was filled with resentment, rage, unwillingness, and gritted teeth, and as he focused most of his attention on being wary of pursuers behind him, a faint buzzing sound flashed through the void.

This sound appeared very briefly, so briefly that it was swallowed up by the roaring wind and the howling sea before it could be detected by his divine sense.

The next moment, a flying needle appeared silently, almost touching Feng Xi.

It was only a few feet away from his eye socket!

If the needle pierced through, the consequences were unimaginable.

Feng Xi’s right eye suddenly saw the outline of the flying needle. Under dynamic vision, this Forget-Me-Not Needle, radiating a cold and dangerous aura, caused his pupils to contract sharply.

“This is bad!”

This was his first reaction.

Because he had never expected the human team to be so powerful:

“There are already three inside, and there’s an ambush outside?”

He had lived a secluded life for decades, and hadn’t offended anyone.

How could he have attracted so many Nascent Soul cultivators to his doorstep?

In a flash, the flying needle was about to pierce his right eye. But at that very moment, the highly spiritual silver crown atop his head suddenly shone brightly, a hazy radiance enveloping him.

This radiance had always protected him, shielding him from external harm, but it shone most brilliantly at this moment.

However, although the high-grade ancient treasure, the [Heavenly Crystal Silver Crown], was actively protecting its master, greatly strengthening its protective barrier—making its silver light so strong it could withstand almost 90% of a full-force attack from a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—

it only held out for a moment against the Forget-Me-Not Needle. Before

he could think further, the silver light, like a cloud crown, was easily pierced.

Fortunately, Feng Xi reacted incredibly quickly.

In that delicate moment, he still managed to tilt his head and body slightly, adjusting his flight posture in time, taking advantage of the brief moment the silver light offered to block the needle!

He narrowly missed the flying needle!

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his eye.

The fate that should have been a pierced right eye followed by a brain-destroying attack with flying needles was miraculously avoided.

“Damn humans…”

Feng Xi, having fled hundreds of feet away, turned back with rage.

His teeth were practically grinding to powder.

While fleeing, he wiped away the bloodstains near his right eye and then used his magic to dispel the stinging pain. After another moment of reflection, he was still filled with lingering fear.

So close

.

He almost fell victim to a human cultivator’s sneak attack.

“Damn humans, you wait…”

He had never felt such intense hatred for any race.

Revenge.

He had to get revenge.

Then, his speed increased by three-tenths, and he flew straight into the distance without looking back.

Gan Rushuang and Yanli’s intercepting attacks were no match for Feng Xi’s speed.

Even Qing Yi, who was giving chase, was more than half as slow:

“What a wind escape technique.”

“However, I, Qing, am not so easily shaken off.”

His nascent soul left his body!

In the void, he teleported! Teleport! Teleport again!

Hundreds of Azure Needles

rained down like a storm of pear blossoms! And among these needles was a… top-tier ancient treasure, the Forget-Worry Needle!

“Kill!”

Teleportation was faster than the Wind and Thunder Escape techniques of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

This was the most ruthless aspect of Nascent Soul cultivators.

If they couldn’t win, they teleported away.

If they could win, they would leave their bodies to pursue.

Even if the Nascent Soul couldn’t be out of the body for too long, otherwise it would severely damage their vital energy, there was still a period of strength.

Under this period of strength, Feng Xi was inevitably hindered in his escape.

His speed decreased again and again.

His direction changed again and again.

The rhythm of his Wind Escape was severely affected.

In his rage, he wanted to turn around and grab or kill the human cultivator’s Nascent Soul, but the old man’s Nascent Soul was slippery, always maintaining a safe distance. The moment he showed any sign of desperate struggle, the human Nascent Soul would widen the distance again, ensuring he couldn’t go far or fast.

“Screech…”

Hundreds of feathers transformed into arrows and shot out,

colliding directly with the Azure Nether Needles.

Although these feathers had been refined by Feng Xi over many years and possessed considerable power, they were still no match for the Azure Nether Needles, which were imbued with various precious materials and enhanced with the mana of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

A peak-level eighth-rank cultivator against a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was a significant disadvantage in terms of cultivation.

Soon, the feathers cracked and exploded into clusters of white light before becoming unusable.

Feng Xi could only damage the more agile Azure Nether Needles through this self-destruction.

It did have some effect.

A few Azure Nether Needles couldn’t dodge in time and were affected by the feathers’ self-destruction, losing some of their spiritual power and essence.

This pained Qing Yi considerably.

However,

everything was still within Qing Yi’s acceptable range.

Under the old man’s control, the battle resembled an art of extreme tension.

“Qing Yi has indeed not disappointed.”

A meteor shot out, piercing through the small island’s rocky mountain.

The top-tier ancient treasure, the Meteor Shuttle, hurtled straight towards Feng Xi and Qing Yi.

Its speed rivaled, and even surpassed, that of a Grand Cultivator’s full-force escape technique. While its defense couldn’t match that of a top-tier defensive ancient treasure, it was comparable to some high-tier defensive ancient treasures. Its

sudden entry into the battlefield sealed the deal.

Feng Xi, already badly injured by Qing Yi’s combined power of the top-tier ancient treasure and his own natal magic weapon, had

one claw pierced and temporarily disabled.

Even without Han Li’s involvement, Qing Yi maintained a decisive advantage.

When Han Li, piloting the Meteor Shuttle, directly struck Feng Xi, who was unable to dodge and forced to take the full force of the “Meteor Strike,” the balance of power was finally decided.

The Soul-Refining Wind spread out, covering an area of several miles.

The Great Geng Sword Formation didn’t need to spread out; simply surrounding Feng Xi was enough to create a powerful suppressive force field, instantly increasing his weight by tens or even hundreds of times.

Two Immortal Ropes were looped around the legs of the demonic bird Feng Xi had transformed into, making his feet feel as if they were dragging two mountains.

The Five Elements Rings were also looped around Feng Xi’s arms, legs, and neck, hindering the flow of his magical power.

Gravity, magical power restriction, and increased burden—

all three negative interferences acted on the Rift Wind Beast’s body, causing its just-steadied body to stagger. Its wings simply couldn’t bear such a heavy burden, making flight impossible, let alone wind escape.

“What?”

Feng Xi was shocked.

Feeling his terrible condition, he was filled with disbelief.

Only now did he understand what kind of targeting his wife had suffered.

He struggled desperately:

“Screech…!”

But the response he received was two powerful magical hands.

One hand, Han Li’s, grabbed Feng Xi’s left side.

The other, Qing Yi’s hand after his Nascent Soul returned to its physical form, grabbed Feng Xi’s right side, including

his wings .

A chain extended from Han Li’s sleeve

: a high-quality ancient treasure, the Vajra Chain.

After much study, its only characteristic was its extreme hardness.

Its hardness was exceptionally high , even

surpassing some high-level defensive ancient treasures, making it extremely difficult to damage.

Perfect for binding a target.

“Behave yourself.”

However, Feng Xi clearly wouldn’t sit idly by and accept his fate.

The next instant,

Feng Xi opened his mouth, letting out an extremely piercing scream.

Immediately afterward, a miniature version of the Wind-Splitting Beast emerged from its mouth, dragging a cyan demon core, and immediately attempted to teleport away.

“Trying to escape? Heh, I’ve been waiting for you to pull this stunt.”

Han Li smiled coldly.

Sure enough.

The moment it separated from its body, Feng Xi sensed something was wrong.

The surrounding force field suddenly surged, making teleportation completely unsuitable.

Sure enough, the spirit bound to the demon core forced a teleportation, only managing to travel ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

A mere ten zhang, less than a tenth of the size of the Riftwind Beast’s main body.

“Human, you actually managed to outmaneuver me here?”

Feng Xi wanted to curse.

It turned out that Han Li hadn’t actually unleashed the full gravity field of the Golden Magnetic Bee Cloud Sword, only about a third of it. This led Feng Xi to misjudge, mistakenly believing that teleportation was still very effective.

Unexpectedly, the moment his demon soul separated from its body, the gravity field increased dramatically.

Teleportation suddenly became much less advantageous,

even less effective than flying in its main body.

Moreover, the black Soul Refining Wind specifically targeted the primordial spirit.

The demon beast spirit appearing on its own was like a mouse willingly stepping on a mousetrap—super easy.

Now, there was truly no chance left.

The spirit and body were separated; neither could escape.

They couldn’t even make a death throes.

How could humans be so cunning? He prided himself on being a master manipulator of hearts, yet he had unexpectedly suffered a crushing defeat in this psychological game.

He fled back to his physical body, willing to give up everything he owned, rather than let humans gain any advantage.

But before Feng Xi could make any further struggles, a black wind swept by, like blades of steel, damaging his vital energy. He screamed in agony, his attempt to teleport back to his original body interrupted.

Immediately afterward, a cloud of azure mist spewed from Han Li’s mouth, enveloping him. Then, dozens of azure needles of magical power pierced around the miniature version of his spirit, sealing off Feng Xi’s remaining power.

The azure “illusionary mist” and “soul-locking needles” were techniques he had learned from Yin Yue.

They were specifically used to restrict the nascent souls of cultivators or the demonic souls of demon cultivators.

They could make it impossible for the nascent soul or demonic soul to mobilize any power.

Once hit, one couldn’t even move their lips.

Although he wasn’t yet proficient in using them, it was enough to deal with the current Feng Xi.

“Second Elder, thank you for your hard work,”

Han Li praised.

“It’s my duty,”

Qing Yi smiled and nodded slightly.

Having taken so many good things, it would be unreasonable not to contribute. This time, even at the cost of some loss of vital energy, he was willing to do so.

“Let’s go find the First Elder; it’s time to distribute the spoils,”

Han Li said, beaming.

Both the raid and the interception battle had been successfully completed.

Originally, he only wanted to capture Feng Xi.

Obtaining the Wind and Thunder Wings and the ancient cultivator’s method for transplanting spiritual herbs and plants was enough.

Unexpectedly, he ended up wiping out the entire Riftwind Beast family by sheer chance.

This truly surprised him.

…

Returning to the island cave.

After looting the supplies inside, the group quickly left.

This place was deep within the Qiyuan Sea,

a place where high-level demonic beasts and transformed demon cultivators congregated.

The commotion here, while not huge, was still considerable.

They might have already been informed by high-level demonic beasts lurking in the deep sea to the higher-ups of various deep-sea clans.

A few days later,

the group, far removed from the Qiyuan Sea, arrived at a deserted island.

After setting up an array to conceal their tracks, they displayed their spoils:

three Riftwind Beasts.

One was level four, and the other two were even level eight.

Level eight demonic beasts were treasures from head to toe.

These ancient demons, having lived for at least two thousand years, had various parts that were excellent materials for refining weapons.

For example, the claws and wings of the Riftwind Beasts.

Moreover, the two Riftwind Beasts possessed intelligence on many major clans in the Qiyuan Sea.

With the memories of two transformed demonic cultivators, were they afraid of not being able to catch any lone transformed demonic cultivators? This was the key.

In addition, there were two high-level ancient treasures. One of them was the Heavenly Crystal Silver Crown that Feng Xi wore on his head. A very good treasure. The other was a pair of short halberds, which possessed three extraordinary divine abilities. Previously, Feng Xi had not had time to use them, nor were they suitable for dealing with Nascent Soul cultivators and flying needles. Now it has become spoils of war.

Then, there is the remains of a level ten Thunder Roc.

Also included are ancient transplant techniques and so on.

After a moment’s consideration,

Han Li said,

“Gentlemen, how about we consider the three Rending Wind Beasts as the sect’s property? They can refine excellent things like Azure Flame Wine. A sect that wants to have a ten-thousand-year legacy needs this foundation. Of course, the wings of the two Rending Wind Beasts can be taken; the four of us will take one pair. The other two pairs, you two can discuss how to handle.” “Okay.”

That

‘s good.

“Secondly, as I mentioned before, the wings of the Thunder Roc remains are useful to me. However, the four of us will only take the wings, not the skeleton. As for the skeleton of this peak level ten Thunder Roc, you two can decide what to do with it yourselves, how about that?”

“Good!”

Barbarian Beard and Qing Yi’s eyes lit up.

What a treasure!

They hadn’t expected the sect leader to be so generous!

Although the wings contained terrifying lightning power, the skeleton contained even more top-grade materials.

This level ten skeleton, once refined into a treasure, would be several times more valuable in direct combat than the pair of Thunder Roc wings.

“The high-grade ancient treasure, the Heavenly Crystal Silver Crown, and these short halberds…”

Before Han Li could finalize the distribution plan, Qing Yi and Man Hu Zi spoke up in unison:

“We don’t need them.”

They were already very satisfied with the Thunder Roc skeleton and the pair of Riftwind Beast wings.

“Alright then. As for spirit stones and other supplies, you two can take more. For example, this level eight demon core, you two can divide it as you see fit.”

In Feng Xi’s storage bag, besides a pot of Azure Flame Wine, there was also a level eight demon core. There were

dozens of high-grade demon cores.

Most were level six or seven demon cores with wind and fire attributes.

Suitable for nurturing Riftwind Beast cubs.

All of these were used as the sect’s foundation.

“Good.”

Everyone was very satisfied with the final distribution.

The method of sharing the spoils and compensating for the difference with spirit stones was truly excellent.

“Sect Master, shall we continue? This Qiyuan Sea is truly full of opportunities.”

Killing a few more level-eight demon cultivators would at least double their wealth.

“Not for now. First, I need your help to refine a magic weapon!”

1. Han Li: Wings of the Thunder Roc, Feng Xi’s wings, and feathers from several other level-eight demon birds collected by Feng Xi.

2. Yuan Yao: Heavenly Crystal Silver Crown and Short Halberd, two high-grade ancient treasures.

3. Barbarian Beard: Wings of Feng Xi’s wife.

4. Qing Yi: One level-eight demon core.

Note: The two shared the Thunder Roc skeleton.

5. Gan Rushuang and Yan Li: Three jugs of Azure Flame Wine and some small items.

6. Shared: Spirit herb and plant transplantation technology, and the memories of Feng Xi and the other two transformed demon cultivators.

7. Sect: Three-headed Wind-Splitting Beast.

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