Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 367

[Chapter 366 Return to the Island (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance)]

North of Yu County in Yue State.

Above Wandao Lake, the sea is still vast and misty.

Dragon Fish Island.

The meeting hall of Changqing Pavilion.

A beam of light fell, and the light slowly converged, revealing a person.

He was wearing a sky-blue robe embroidered with copper coins and had a greasy face, looking like a wealthy mortal. It turned out to be Hai Daniu.

He took two steps forward and looked at Zhong Hongyu who was standing at the head of the group. “Young Island Master… could the news be true? Is the master really back?”

Zhong Hongyu’s expression did not change. After all, it was just a matter of taking a few more Guyan Pills. She seemed much calmer and just closed her eyes to rest: “Everyone is not here yet, wait a moment…”

A moment later, another golden light fell, revealing a man who looked middle-aged, with a sword on his back and a murderous look on his face. It was Tai Shuhong!

This genius who once had a top-grade golden spiritual root has now reached the stage of perfect foundation building, and is even better than Zhong Hongyu who is in the late stage of foundation building.

After all, Zhong Hongyu only has a middle-grade spiritual root, and even if it is an empty spiritual root, the exercises are not quite compatible with her.

“Young Island Master…”

Tai Shuhong bowed calmly: “I heard that the island owner has returned?”

“That’s right… the news from Xuantian Sect can’t be wrong.” Zhong Hongyu opened her eyes and looked at Tai Shuhong with a complicated look.

“In that case, why don’t we go to Xuantian Sect to pay our respects?”

Tai Shuhong’s eyes were as sharp as lightning and intimidating, just like the sword techniques he practiced.

“Fellow Daoist Taishu… The Young Island Master has her own considerations, right?”

Hai Daniu quickly tried to smooth things over and looked at Zhong Hongyu.

“Because along with the news from Xuantian Sect, there is also the young master’s oral instruction… Let me wait… How fast is the speed of the Jindan ancestor? If we go to Xuantian Sect, we might end up making trouble!”

Zhong Hongyu explained slowly.

“In that case, it seems that the island owner will return soon. We don’t need to go back and just wait.”

Tai Shuhong smiled slightly, found a cushion, and sat cross-legged, practicing his skills silently.

For a cultivator who is building his foundation, sitting in meditation for a few days is not a big deal at all.

Zhong Hongyu and Hai Daniu looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

…

Three days later.

A beam of green fire came over the sky above Dragon Fish Island, revealing a magnificent carriage pulled by a dragon and a phoenix.

The Xuanmu formation was like a bubble, unable to block anything at all, allowing the carriage to go straight into the island and arrive at Changqing Pavilion.

“Dragon and Phoenix carriage, the island owner has arrived!”

Tai Shuhong turned into a golden light and flew out of Changqing Pavilion first. He bowed in mid-air and said, “Greetings to the Island Master!”

Zhong Hongyu and Hai Daniu were a step slower, and they came to Tai Shuhong with a bit of grievance, and saluted respectfully: “Greetings to the island master!”

There was no echo in the frame.

After a long time, a divine voice sounded in the ears of the three people: “Come to the cemetery!”

There are several tombs in the peach blossom forest near Changqing Pavilion.

When Zhong Hongyu and the other two arrived, they found a dancing young man standing in front of a Qingyan tombstone. His face was the same as before, except that there was a hint of sigh on his face.

“Sir…you are finally back!”

Zhong Hongyu’s eyes were slightly red.

“That’s all…”

Fang Xi looked at the tombstone and the five large characters “Yuan Feihong’s Tomb” on it, and sighed: “How did Yuan Feihong die?”

“Guest Hong… No, Guest Yuan passed away peacefully.”

Zhong Hongyu replied quickly.

Yuan Feihong came to Longyu Island to avoid disaster and used the pseudonym Hong Keqing, but no one would dare to pursue him now.

“I see……”

Fang Xi counted with his fingers and found that he was already 267 years old. If he, who was at the same age as him, had not yet formed a golden core, his fate would be unimaginable.

He looked at the names on the tombstones, some familiar and some unfamiliar, and couldn’t help but sigh that time flies.

“How is the situation at Wandao Lake? Has she… sent any letters back?”

After Fang Xi paid a simple tribute, he turned around and asked.

“There is no news about Senior Ruan on Maple Leaf Island… But before Senior Ruan left, he designated Ruan Xiuxiu as the successor of the Ruan family. Now, he has successfully built his foundation and is the master of Maple Leaf Island…”

“Senior Liu Sanqi of Jingui Island passed away without any disciples. Later, there was a great chaos and Jingui Island was taken over by my Dragon Fish Island…”

“The head of the Yan family, Dongqing Yan, from Lingkong Island, cooperated with others to explore the ancient cave dwelling, but unfortunately died… Now the Yan family has no foundation, but still controls Lingkong Island…”

“For some reason, the ghost cultivators on Emerald Island have been very well behaved over the past few decades and rarely go out…”

Zhong Hongyu hurriedly explained the changes that have taken place in Wandao Lake over the past century.

“Alas… the old friends are half gone.”

Fang Xi sighed endlessly.

As for the ghost cultivators on Emerald Island? It’s very simple. After their two Jindan cultivators were killed, they would naturally be much more obedient.

He returned to Changqing Pavilion and found that the furnishings there had hardly changed, especially his own retreat room and cave. It was obvious that no one had lived in them for a long time, but the outside was kept very clean.

“You are good, you are thoughtful.”

Fang Xi encouraged Zhong Hongyu and asked the three foundation-building monks to retreat, while he put the carriage frame and Qinghuo Luan in place.

Daqing was returning home in glory, and was so excited that he flew back to the fish farm with a roar to bully his younger brothers.

The Blue Fire Luan chirped disdainfully and flew off the island, probably to find some fun on its own.

Anyway, with the soul contract in hand, Fang Xi is not afraid that the other party will escape control.

The night wind is cold.

Fang Xi went up to the top floor of Changqing Pavilion alone and looked at the starry sky and the peach forest not far away.

Pah!
He took out a green gourd, uncorked it, and poured a mouthful of the spirit wine into his mouth.

The wine is Qingzhu wine, and it is second-grade.

This wine has a sour aftertaste, but it also has a unique flavor…

“Finally… I’m back again.”

…

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Maple Leaf Island.

“The island master… the old island master of Longyu Island has returned.”

A Qi-refining maid said respectfully to Ruan Xiuxiu.

Ruan Xiuxiu was still the same as before, probably due to taking the Guyan Pill, but now she was a foundation-building cultivator and had an air of majesty.

“Master…if you knew that the master of Dragon Fish Island had returned and even became the greatest cultivator in the Three Kingdoms, you would be happy.”

Ruan Xiuxiu murmured, and then ordered: “Prepare a generous gift. I want to go to Longyu Island in person to pay my respects to Senior Fang!”

The same scene happened everywhere in Wandao Lake, and even in nearby sects.

However, those foundation-building monks do not have such a big face and may not dare to visit in person. If they can ask someone to send gifts to the gatehouse of Dragon Fish Island and say a word, they will be very happy for a long time.

Lingkong Island.

In the Yan family cemetery.

There are rows of tombstones standing, and some evergreen trees are planted around them. The lush forests create a solemn atmosphere.

The old patriarch of the Yan family, along with several members of the Yan family, walked over one by one and pointed at the names on the tombstone.

“This piece belongs to Ancestor Wuxiu…”

“My Yan family was just a Qi-refining family before. Later, our ancestor Wuxiu succeeded in building his foundation, and we became one of the most powerful foundation-building immortals in Yue Country…”

“This piece belongs to Ancestor Dongqing… After Ancestor Wuxiu passed away, the family fell into decline. It was Ancestor Dongqing who turned the tide and planned for the family. Later, with the help of the ruins of Emerald Island, he successfully opened the Lingkong Island Market, earned a lot of resources for the family, and successfully built his own foundation. He is the lord of the revival…”

The old patriarch of the Yan family, leaning on a cane and panting, introduced them one by one.

Among the many tombs, the two major foundation tombs are naturally the most luxurious and magnificent.

Not far away, there were actually two that were only slightly inferior to the foundation-building stage, but were even better than the previous family heads.

“This one… belongs to our ancestor Hongxiu…”

The head of the Yan family pointed at a tombstone and said, “When our Yan family lost our foundation-building ancestor, we were in turmoil… Thanks to our ancestor Hongxiu, she was favored by that person and was selected to be a maid in Changqing Pavilion. If it weren’t for our ancestor Hongxiu… our family would never have survived until the day when our ancestor Dongqing successfully built his foundation.”

“This piece… belongs to Aunt Ying… Unfortunately, after her, my Yan family’s relationship with Longyu Island has been severed…”

The ancestor of the Yan family turned around and looked at the children of the Yan family.

Only then did he realize that there were a group of young women following him.

Even her appearance is vaguely similar to Yan Hongxiu and Yan Ying.

Obviously, these were specially selected.

“This time you will follow me to pay respect to the Lord of Dragon Fish Island. You must show your best side… If you are favored by the ancestor and selected to be a servant in Changqing Pavilion, it will be a great fortune. The rise and fall of the family will be in your hands.”

The ancestor of the Yan family threw away his walking stick and bowed solemnly to the girls.

“Master, please rest assured that we will succeed.”

The leading girl’s cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes, as bright as stars, were full of determination.

…

Fang Xi certainly didn’t know that because of his arrival, the entire Wandao Lake had already been undercurrents.

But even if I guessed it, I wouldn’t care.

After resting for a few days, he came to an open space and released Tai Sui.

He received a third-level beast taming inheritance from Xuantian Sect. Although it was relatively ordinary, he had several unique secret techniques and recipes for training spirit beasts.

However, the Xuantian Sect had been declining, and Zhang Zhusheng, the fake Dan ancestor, could not get many resources and could not even cultivate a third-level monster.

This is naturally not a problem for Fang Xi.

Before he returned to the Three Kingdoms, he had thought of this and acquired a lot of immortal cultivation resources unique to the Yuan Kingdom.

Combined with the spiritual medicines harvested from Yiling Valley, it shouldn’t be a problem to refine a few batches of elixirs that are mentioned in the secret technique as being very helpful for the advancement of monsters.

At the same time, Fang Xi flipped his hand, and a box opened, revealing four demon pills.

One of them, with a glowing spot, was a gift from Old Ghost Yan, and the other three came from the three demon kings.

He directly took out one of the wood-attributed demon pills, and said thoughtfully, “Using the third-level middle-grade wood-attributed demon pill to refine the pill… the effect will definitely be better than swallowing it raw… I wonder if this Tai Sui can break through?”

“If that doesn’t work, then feed him three demon pills at once. That should be enough… After all, I’ve swallowed quite a few demon pills and various medicinal pills before.”

Fang Xi sighed, feeling that this was retribution for having cut too much flesh from Tai Sui before.

But for the sake of the ‘Du Mie Dan’, there is no other way…

(End of this chapter)