Daily Divination: From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 265

Chapter 265: Formation Breaking, Body Refining, New Inheritance (Please Subscribe)

Liu Xuanfeng and the others thought they were well hidden.

Little did they know.

Li Changan was watching them from all angles, both inside and outside Changqing Mountain.

“So many people have arrived!”

Li Changan’s eyes were deep as he observed the movements outside the mountain.

Besides Liu Xuanfeng, there were more than a dozen cultivators from the Southern Territory, both at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages, all exceptionally talented individuals.

Zhang Qingrong, who had previously ventured into the mountain, was also there.

They all hid in the shadows, watching Wan Xing’s foray.

A few breaths later,

Wan Xing suddenly erupted, transforming into a stream of light and bursting into Changqing Mountain.

His aura was astonishing, his energy surging like a humanoid demon king. In an instant, he reached the summit of Changqing Mountain, intent on capturing Li Changan in the courtyard.

At that moment,

Li Changan spoke coldly and waved his hand.

“Get out!”

As soon as his words left his mouth, the formation erupted.

A blinding aura suddenly appeared, its concentrated power terrifying, slamming heavily into Wan Xing.

Wan Xing, confident at first, didn’t take it seriously.

“What can a mere low-grade, third-tier formation do to me?”

He planned to resist the formation’s power, forcibly capture Li Chang’an, and then force him to dispel it.

But in the next moment,

Wan Xing’s expression suddenly changed, a flicker of horror in his eyes.

“Boom!”

The spiritual light seemed to possess immense force, crushing everything in its path. In an instant, it shattered the third-tier armor he wore and struck him.

His face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was blasted backwards, ejected from Changqing Mountain, and transformed into a streak of light that slammed into the distant earth. A loud boom

was heard.

A startling crater appeared on the ground, as if struck by a meteorite.

Wan Xing lay deep within the crater, his face pale, blood-soaked, and his breath weak.

His proud third-tier physique was now covered in cracks, like a porcelain doll about to shatter.

“How could this be possible…”

He was filled with resentment, unable to accept it.

Ever since breaking through the third level of physical training, he hadn’t suffered such a serious injury!

Just then,

Li Changan’s cold voice rang in his ears.

“With this little skill, you think you can break into Changqing Mountain? Go back and practice!”

“Li Changan, you…”

Wan Xing stared at Changqing Mountain, fists clenched, eyes full of rage.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation since breaking through the physical training?

At this moment,

Liu Xuanfeng and the others rushed over.

Seeing his miserable appearance, a flicker of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Zhang Qingrong was even more terrified. He turned back to look in the direction of Changqing Mountain, thankful that he hadn’t forced his way through the formation that day, otherwise he would have become a pile of dry bones!

“How could the formation at Changqing Mountain be so astonishing?”

“It should be a third-level mid-grade formation, not the third-level low-grade one we previously speculated.”

“Li Changan is just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet he has obtained a third-level mid-grade formation. It seems he must have had a great opportunity…”

Faced with a third-level mid-grade formation, everyone was at a loss.

Liu Xuanfeng looked at the gravely injured Wan Xing with disappointment.

“What a useless thing,”

he thought, a hint of worry crossing his face as he stepped forward to inquire.

“Fellow Daoist Wan, how are your injuries?”

“I… I’m fine, don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Liu.”

Wan Xing gritted his teeth, donned a robe, and climbed out of the pit.

He was about to leap out, but the slightest effort sent a wave of excruciating pain through his entire body, as if it were about to shatter!

“Damn Li Chang’an!”

Wan Xing seethed.

Not only had he been humiliated by Li Chang’an, but he had also lost face in front of Liu Xuanfeng because of him.

After all, just a moment ago, he had confidently stated that he could capture Li Chang’an.

But now, he was in this state!

Although Liu Xuanfeng didn’t say it explicitly, Wan Xing could sense a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, give me another three months, and I will capture Li Chang’an for you!” “Fellow

Daoist Wan, don’t be impulsive!”

Liu Xuanfeng advised.

Wan Xing reassured him again: “Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Liu. Li Changan is just relying on the formation. I have plenty of ways to deal with him! But this place is not far from Changqing Mountain. Let’s go back and discuss it.”

“Okay!”

The group of more than ten people immediately left the place and flew away.

On Changqing Mountain,

Li Changan’s eyes were calm as he silently watched their departure.

He had wanted to refine Wan Xing into a puppet, but Liu Xuanfeng and others were watching outside, so he gave up the idea for the time being. After all,

Liu Xuanfeng was a genius of the Yuanying Sect, and Li Changan was worried that he might have the means to see through the illusion formation.

“The opportunity hasn’t come today. No wonder the hexagram showed that I only blasted Wan Xing away.”

However, the next opportunity should not be far away.

After all, Wan Xing had promised Liu Xuanfeng three months.

…

Meanwhile,

within the Ancient Wood Secret Realm,

Li Changan and Su Qingxue were approaching their destination.

Su Qingxue pointed ahead and said, “Senior, we’re almost there! That’s the Frost Evil Well!”

Li Changan followed her finger and saw an ancient well, marked by the traces of time.

Many cultivators, almost all in the late Qi Refining stage, were already waiting around the well.

They had braved the danger to come here, vying for the soon-to-be-born Earth Frost Evil.

But now,

with Su Qingxue’s arrival, the others were doomed to return disappointed.

“Two Foundation Establishment cultivators!”

Sensing the presence of Li Changan and Su Qingxue, the expressions of the Qi Refining cultivators changed.

Though reluctant, they had no choice but to retreat.

A moment later,

Li Changan reached the well’s edge and sensed it.

Deep within the well, a chilling aura was gathering, presumably the Earth Frost Evil.

Su Qingxue also sensed it.

“Senior Li, we’ll have to wait here for a few more days.”

“Okay.”

Li Chang’an looked around.

According to the divination, the red-blood bamboo should be nearby.

But the area was nothing but broken walls and overgrown weeds. Where could there be any red-blood bamboo?

The Ancient Wood Secret Realm was discovered long ago, and over the years, it had been explored by countless cultivators.

Even if there were treasures, they would have been taken away long ago.

“The divination shouldn’t be wrong.”

Li Chang’an released his Fake Pill Spiritual Sense, carefully scanning every inch of the area.

Perhaps the red-blood bamboo was hidden deep, undiscovered by the earlier cultivators.

After a while,

he instructed, “Qingxue, stay here and don’t wander around. I’ll go check around.”

Su Qingxue smiled, “Senior Li, don’t worry. I’m not a three-year-old child. I won’t wander around.”

“Okay!”

Li Chang’an flashed, transforming into a series of afterimages, carefully searching the surrounding area.

About half a minute later.

He paused, sensing a subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy.

“Deep in the ruins.”

Li Chang’an’s eyes narrowed, gazing down at the ruins of the ancient sect below.

Without hesitation, he immediately activated the Five Elements Escape Technique, entering the ruins. Deeper and deeper, he drew ever closer to the trace of spiritual energy.

Before long,

he reached the deepest depths of the earth.

Before him lay the ruins of a subterranean palace.

Li Chang’an didn’t pause, instantly reaching the depths of the ruins. Among the shattered walls, he located the source of the spiritual energy fluctuation.

“A third-tier formation?”

He stood behind a collapsed palace, discovering a highly secretive formation within.

“When complete, this formation would have been a high-grade third-tier, perhaps even near-fourth-tier, but it has suffered considerable damage over the ages.”

Li Chang’an, his expression focused, circled the formation several times, examining it closely.

His formation skills were only at the mid-tier third-tier, so he couldn’t break the entire formation.

But the damage gave him hope.

After about a quarter of an hour, Li Chang’an began carefully dismantling the formation.

He controlled a puppet, using a large damaged area as a starting point, slowly erasing each array pattern, plucking the treasures hidden in the void, his movements extremely cautious.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

The entire formation suddenly stopped, and he opened a passage that allowed him to enter and exit at will.

“Done!”

Li Chang’an smiled, pausing his movements.

Then, he controlled the puppet and entered the formation, taking in the scene within.

Within the formation,

a spiritual field brimming with spiritual energy!

He leaned over and grabbed a handful of spiritual soil, carefully sensing the spiritual power contained within, his smile growing even wider.

“Quasi-fourth-grade spiritual soil!”

This grade of spiritual soil was rare even among the three major sects, and was only used to cultivate the most precious spiritual medicines.

Li Chang’an had once seen the Wanjian Sect’s quasi-fourth-grade spiritual field as Nie Ting.

The scale of that spiritual field

was less than one-tenth of what he saw before him!

“With this spiritual soil, the ivy should grow much faster.”

“Also, I can try planting some precious spiritual plants. I’m long enough to see them mature.”

Li Changan also had some knowledge of cultivating spiritual plants.

Mu Yuanchen’s storage bag contained a second-tier, mid-grade spiritual plant inheritance.

This skill wasn’t difficult to learn, and was considered relatively simple among the hundreds of cultivation techniques.

Li Changan’s spiritual plant cultivation skills had reached the pinnacle of the first level, and he was not far from breaking through to the second level.

He didn’t immediately collect all the spiritual soil, but instead headed deeper into the spiritual field.

Deep within the field, five spiritual bamboos stood over ten feet tall, crimson in color, their surfaces resembling blood flowing. This

was the treasure Li Changan had been searching for.

A top-grade, third-level spiritual plant, the Red Blood Bamboo!

“These five Red Blood Bamboos are of good quality, with intact root systems. They can be transplanted to Changqing Mountain, and perhaps more Red Blood Bamboos can be cultivated in the future.”

Li Changan casually plucked a crimson leaf and caught a whiff of blood.

This Red Blood Bamboo is not only useful for making fake leather,

but is also a precious Qi and Blood elixir.

It’s rumored that certain third-level body-refining techniques require Red Blood Bamboo as a supplementary ingredient.

Li Changan noticed this.

Beneath the five Red Blood Bamboos was a jade table, and behind it lay a skeletal figure, its head drooping slightly.

“Could it be the guardian of the spiritual field?”

Li Changan approached, observing it closely.

The skeleton was strewn with hairpins and other jewelry, suggesting she had been a female cultivator.

On the jade table before her lay a storage bag.

Li Changan’s gaze immediately fell on the bag.

“The bag must contain her lifelong accumulations.”

With this thought,

he immediately bowed to the skeleton.

“Senior, if your legacy remains here, it will only be lost to time. I am taking it away to carry it forward.”

With this, he manipulated the puppet to remove the bag.

Then,

he suddenly noticed

a line of beautifully engraved text on the table beneath the bag.

“Senior Brother, can we meet again?”

Though countless years had passed, Li Changan could still discern the clear regret and reluctance in the words.

This elder, it seemed, passed away with regret.

“Life is short, and regrets are inevitable,”

Li Changan sighed.

He then opened the bag and peered into it.

While the treasures within weren’t numerous, there were numerous techniques and spells.

He removed them one by one, carefully perusing them.

“Most of them are wood-based techniques and spells. Could this senior have been a cultivator of the Ancient Wood Sect?”

These techniques and spells were of exceptionally high rank, most reaching Earth Grade.

Two even reached Heaven Grade!

“Heavenly Wood Immortal Wheel, a Heavenly Grade Offensive Spell.”

“Heavenly Wood Mysterious Shield, a Heavenly Grade Defensive Spell.”

While these two spells couldn’t compare to Li Changan’s existing Green Wood Divine Light and Ancient Wood Divine Armor, they were still quite impressive.

He carefully stored them, intending to examine them more carefully upon his return.

After counting all the treasures in his storage bag,

Li Changan bowed once more to the skeleton.

“Thank you, Senior, for leaving behind this legacy!”

He then collected the entire spiritual field and the Crimson Blood Bamboo.

As for the senior’s remains,

he channeled the power of Earth and buried them along with the jewelry.

Having done this,

Li Changan transformed into a ray of spiritual light and departed, returning to the surface.

For the next few days, he remained at home, waiting with Su Qingxue by the Frost Evil Well.

That evening, a chill suddenly rose from the well, transforming into a dark brown aura of evil that threatened to dissipate between heaven and earth.

Quick-witted, Su Qingxue immediately channeled her magical power, trapping it within the jade vase.

“It’s done!”

Her eyes curved, her pretty face brimming with joy.

“Senior Li, let’s go back!”

“Okay.”

Without stopping, the two of them sped towards the exit of the Ancient Wood Secret Realm.

The return journey passed without incident.

They successfully exited the Ancient Wood Secret Realm and parted ways outside the Black Dragon Mountains.

Su Qingxue returned to Qingyun Sect.

Li Changan returned to Changqing Mountain.

He unearthed the vast quantity of quasi-fourth-grade spiritual soil he had harvested and spread it across the spiritual field outside the cave.

The Evergreen Ivy immediately expressed delight, evidently benefiting from the soil.

The five Red Blood Bamboos remained on the soil, thriving with vitality.

“Crack!”

Li Changan chopped off half a Red Blood Bamboo to craft a third-grade, premium-quality fake leather.

Half a month later.

He successfully crafted a fake skin of Mu Yuanchen, reaching the third-grade upper grade.

With this fake skin and the blood-sourced spirit crystals, he could perfectly disguise himself as Mu Yuanchen.

“These two treasures should be enough to deceive the Mu family,”

Li Changan said with satisfaction.

“However, my spiritual plant cultivation skills haven’t yet broken through to the second grade, so I can’t go to the Mu family for the time being.”

Before Mu Yuanchen’s death, his spiritual plant cultivation skills had reached the second-grade lower grade.

To achieve a perfect disguise, one must possess the skills to match.

For some time thereafter,

Li Changan focused on his spiritual plant cultivation skills.

At the same time, he kept a close eye on Wan Xing’s movements.

After his last serious injury, Wan Xing had retreated to the Qingyun Sect and recuperated for a long time, only recently reappearing within the sect.

“This guy promised Liu Xuanfeng three months, so his next move shouldn’t be far off,”

Li Changan pondered silently.

Sure enough,

at midnight that evening, Wan Xing’s name appeared in the hexagram.

[Hexagram Updated]

[Today’s Hexagram: Auspicious]

[Su Yuyan and her disciple Su Qingxue visited, expressing their gratitude for their previous trip to the secret realm. After leaving Changqing Mountain, they were suddenly ambushed by Wan Xing.]

[Wan Xing threatened you with your lives, forcing you to leave Changqing Mountain, but you quickly overpowered him. You discovered a third-level body-refining technique in his storage bag.]

“Threatening a friend?”

Li Changan wasn’t surprised.

Wan Xing had no boundaries and was known for his unbridled behavior.

Even within the sect, he was incredibly arrogant, so how much more so outside of it?

He supposedly thought he could suppress Li Chang’an simply by getting him out of the range of the Changqing Mountain formation.

But he had underestimated Li Chang’an’s true strength.

…

The next day, at dawn,

two streaks of light streaked across the sky, landing on Changqing Mountain, transforming into Su Yuyan and Su Qingxue, the master and disciple.

They had come to express their gratitude.

Without Li Chang’an,

Su Qingxue would have perished in the secret realm.

“Brother Li, thank goodness you’re here this time.”

“Nothing.”

Li Chang’an greeted the two with his puppet form.

Unaware, the two believed it was Li Chang’an himself standing before them.

However, Li Chang’an’s true form had quietly left Changqing Mountain, sweeping the area around it with his fake elixir consciousness.

It wasn’t long before

he spotted Wan Xing, hiding in the shadows.

Wan Xing’s concealment skills were exceptional, making him invisible to ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. But facing an anomaly like Li Chang’an,

Li Chang’an didn’t take direct action.

He quietly appeared in various locations, sketching formation patterns, placing formation flags and treasures, and secretly setting up a third-level formation.

Before long, the formation took shape, silently enveloping Wan Xing and the surrounding area.

“It should be safe,”

Li Chang’an looked at Wan Xing.

At that moment, Wan Xing remained motionless, his eyes fixed on Changqing Mountain, brimming with anger.

“Li Chang’an, I heard that Su Yuyan is your confidante. If I capture her, I doubt you’ll leave your tortoise shell!”

Wan Xing silently plotted his plan, confident it was foolproof.

But then,

a beam of green wood divine light, condensed from the power of the fake pill, descended from the sky and slammed into him.

“Bang!”

Wan Xing’s entire body shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before being slammed back into the ground.

Then,

several more beams of green wood divine light descended, leaving him no chance to breathe.

His newly restored third-level physique was once again covered in fine, dense cracks, as if on the verge of complete shattering.

“Which senior is it?”

Wan Xing was terrified and begged for mercy.

“Senior, I am just resting here. I have no ill intentions. Please spare my life!”

His physique was very strong, and ordinary early Jindan cultivators could not do anything to him.

But now, he was beaten to death in just a few breaths.

The person who attacked him secretly

was most likely a strong man in the middle or even late Jindan stage!

However, a familiar voice soon appeared in his ears.

“Wan Xing, have you forgotten the pain after the scar healed? Why are you spying on my Changqing Mountain again?”

“Li Changan?”

Wan Xing was shocked and turned his head away in disbelief.

At this moment,

Li Changan stood in mid-air, his eyes indifferent, looking down at Wan Xing in the deep pit.

(End of this chapter)