Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 411

Chapter 411 The Four Spirits Formation, Slaying Two Enemies in Succession (Seeking Subscriptions)

During their conversation,

Li Chang’an acted very naturally.

It was as if he truly was Liu Xuanfeng, his words and actions flawless.

After listening to him, Xun Yuanjia pondered for a long time.

“Fellow Daoist Liu is right. Li Chang’an’s luck is strong; we need to plan again.”

He then cast a divination, but quickly stopped.

He shook his head, saying, “He has a treasure protecting him, so we can’t predict his fate. We can only target those around him.”

“This matter isn’t urgent. Li Chang’an has always valued his life. Having encountered danger in the secret realm, I’m afraid he won’t leave Changqing Mountain for a long time.”

Li Chang’an’s tone was calm, and he quickly changed the subject, talking about the war between the righteous and demonic forces.

About half an hour later,

he bid farewell to Xun Yuanjia, without mentioning anything about the longevity treasure.

In the days that followed, he frequently came to discuss matters with Xun Yuanjia.

Several months passed quickly.

On this day,

Li Chang’an arrived at Xun Yuanjia’s Daoist temple as usual.

During their conversation, he seemingly casually brought up the matter of lifespan.

Upon hearing this, Xun Yuanjia’s face fell, and he sighed deeply.

“Alas, the lifespan of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator is five hundred years. If one could find enough longevity pills and treasures, living to six hundred wouldn’t be unusual. Unfortunately, I have a short-lived fate.”

He told Li Chang’an that he was only a little over two hundred years old, but his lifespan was already less than one hundred and fifty.

The reason he had lost so much lifespan was purely because he was impetuous in his youth, often disregarding the backlash and attacking his enemies.

Hearing this, Li Chang’an looked thoughtful.

After a moment,

he said to Xun Yuanjia, “Fellow Daoist Xun, a few days ago, one of my disciples, while vying for an opportunity in the Northern Plains, saw a ‘Human Essence Ginseng’ that could extend one’s lifespan by forty years.”

“Human Essence Ginseng?”

Xun Yuanjia’s spirits lifted.

He hurriedly asked, “Fellow Daoist Liu, did your disciple manage to obtain that Human Essence Ginseng?”

“No, that treasure was taken by a demonic cultivator,”

Li Chang’an said, using a pre-prepared excuse.

Xun Yuanjia asked, “Which demonic cultivator is it?”

“Teng Shan, the Holy Son of the Yellow Springs Sect.”

“So it’s him!”

Xun Yuanjia was no stranger to Teng Shan.

Among the Holy Sons of the Yellow Springs Sect, the most famous was originally Teng Ying.

Later, Teng Ying died mysteriously, and the outside world didn’t know he had been killed by Li Chang’an, only believing he died in some dangerous secret realm.

After Teng Ying’s death, Teng Shan rose to prominence, his fame growing ever greater.

“Let me calculate.”

Concerned about his own lifespan, Xun Yuanjia was quite concerned.

He took out his divination artifact and, in front of Li Chang’an, deduced Teng Shan’s current location.

After a while,

his face became more solemn.

“Teng Shan is in the Northern Region, his aura is vague and uncertain, perhaps he is currently in some demonic stronghold.”

Hearing this, Li Chang’an asked him.

“Fellow Daoist Xun, do you perhaps intend to take down Teng Shan?”

“I do intend to.”

Xun Yuanjia nodded slightly, not concealing his purpose.

With his fourth-tier divination skills and fourth-tier puppets, killing a Holy Son wouldn’t be too difficult.

The problem was that Teng Shan was probably not alone.

If he couldn’t be sure, Xun Yuanjia was unwilling to risk going to the Northern Region.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, did your guest elder really see the Human Yuan Ginseng?”

“This should be true. I’ll ask him when I get back.”

Li Chang’an promised to do his best to help Xun Yuanjia obtain the Human Yuan Ginseng.

Hearing this, Xun Yuanjia showed gratitude.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, if this succeeds, I will definitely do my best to help you kill Li Chang’an!”

“Alright, it’s a deal!”

The two made an agreement.

After some conversation, Li Chang’an took his leave of Xun Yuanjia.

…

The next day.

He brought a piece of spiritual soil to Xun Yuanjia’s Daoist temple.

“Fellow Daoist Xun, please look. This piece of spiritual soil was obtained by my guest elder from the place where the Human Yuan Ginseng grows. It still contains residual Human Yuan Ginseng aura.”

As he spoke, he handed the spiritual soil to Xun Yuanjia.

Xun Yuanjia accepted the spiritual soil, carefully sensing its aura, and soon revealed a look of joy.

“Indeed, there is a high-grade spiritual herb aura within, consistent with the aura of the Human Essence Ginseng described in the Pharmacopoeia.”

Thinking of the forty years of lifespan he had gained, his voice held a hint of excitement.

Li Chang’an smiled, “Fellow Daoist Xun, I have already inquired for you; Tengshan is indeed in the Northern Region. Would you be willing to join me in slaying the demon?”

“That’s exactly what I’m thinking!”

Xun Yuanjia immediately agreed.

After a brief conversation, the two went to the sect’s mission posting location and jointly accepted the task of slaying Tengshan.

They did not set off immediately but returned home to prepare for the night.

That evening,

Li Chang’an sat cross-legged, waiting for the divination to appear.

Soon, midnight arrived.

A golden light appeared before his eyes.

[Divination updated]

[Today’s Divination – Auspicious]

[You used the Human Essence Ginseng as bait to lure Xun Yuanjia out of the Zixia Sect, successfully slaying him and obtaining a fourth-tier low-grade puppet.]

“Auspicious divination, not bad!”

Li Chang’an felt relieved.

Suddenly…

He sensed a change in the celestial order.

Xun Yuanjia was divining, calculating the fortune for his journey the next day.

Li Chang’an immediately used his divination skills to conceal the true celestial secrets and fabricate an auspicious hexagram for him.

A moment later,

Xun Yuanjia opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing within them.

“An auspicious hexagram, not bad!”

He slowly rose, putting away his numerous divination tools without arousing the slightest suspicion.

…

The next morning.

Li Chang’an, disguised as Liu Xuanfeng, traveled to the Northern Region with Xun Yuanjia.

As soon as they left the Zixia Sect’s protective array, Xun Yuanjia’s face showed increased vigilance.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, don’t stray too far from me.”

With that, a beam of spiritual light flew from his storage bag, transforming into a black, ten-foot-tall humanoid puppet.

This puppet wielded a giant axe, its aura powerful, and its materials were of high quality—it was the same low-grade fourth-tier puppet.

Xun Yuanjia patted the puppet and said to Li Chang’an, “With this puppet protecting us, even facing a Nascent Soul stage demon from the demonic path, we can survive.”

Seeing the puppet, Li Chang’an’s face showed a timely expression of envy.

“Fellow Daoist Xun, may I ask where your master obtained this puppet?”

“A Mo family ruin.”

Xun Yuanjia did not hide anything, revealing the details.

Back then…

His master and True Monarch Zixia traveled together to the Thousand Mines of the Central Region, entering a spirit mine.

That spirit mine had been sealed for many years, but strange things frequently occurred during mining, with miners dying inexplicably from time to time.

Later, True Monarch Zixia discovered that these strange events were caused by special traps and mechanisms.

She suspected that there were ancient Mohist ruins deep within the spirit mine.

“My master sacrificed a hundred years of his lifespan to calculate a calamity deep within the spirit mine, allowing True Monarch Zixia to avoid it and successfully enter the depths of the mine, where he indeed discovered ruins.” “

This fourth-tier puppet was found by True Monarch Zixia within those ruins.”

“My master once said that he discovered not just one fourth-tier puppet, but at least five, and also a complete mechanical city…”

Hearing this,

Li Chang’an thought of the fourth-tier mechanical city where the Zixia Sect held its auction years ago.

“Fellow Daoist Xun, is the mechanical city where the auction was held the one True Monarch Zixia discovered?”

“No,”

Xun Yuanjia replied.

The mechanical city discovered by True Monarch Zixia was even stronger.

In other words, the Zixia Sect possesses more than one mechanical city, and countless fourth-tier puppets.

These are all part of the Zixia Sect’s foundation.

Thinking of this,

Li Chang’an immediately used his clone left on Changqing Mountain to question the old tortoise.

He looked at the old tortoise’s demonic soul in the crystal bottle: “Senior Tortoise, the Zixia Sect has a profound foundation and many fourth-tier forces. As a sect with a similar ten-thousand-year history, doesn’t the Xuanwu Sect have more fourth-tier forces?”

“If I did, why would I come to you?”

The old tortoise’s expression was somewhat unnatural.

As a sect with ten-thousand-year history, the Xuanwu Sect’s foundation was indeed weaker.

Ultimately, it was because he, the sect’s patriarch, was too afraid of death and never ventured out to explore ruins.

Before him,

every patriarch of the Xuanwu Sect was an old tortoise who was extremely afraid of

death. Almost all of them were exactly like him, spending their lives within the sect.

The Xuanwu Sect’s current foundation was accumulated by generations of human True Monarchs.

“Originally, there were a few fourth-tier puppets, but during the internal strife within the Four Spirits Sect, those puppets were destroyed by that brat Qinglong. But the Qinglong Sect didn’t fare any better…”

The old tortoise sighed, recounting the events of that year.

The internal war within the Four Spirits Sect of the Yuan Kingdom was far more brutal than the infighting among the four Nascent Soul forces of the Zhao Kingdom.

Due to the instigation of the demonic forces, the four sects fought with all their might, each using their hidden resources, almost exhausting their millennia of accumulated strength.

“That Heavenly Nether True Monarch of the demonic path is quite capable; he’s very skilled at bewitching people. He controls countless high-ranking members within the four sects; otherwise, the fighting wouldn’t have escalated to such a state.”

“The reason he did this was mostly to dismantle the Four Spirits Grand Formation.”

The old tortoise brought up a topic that Li Chang’an found very interesting.

The Four Spirits Grand Formation!

Rumor has it that this formation is particularly terrifying.

Once it appears, it can instantly kill a Demonic True Monarch.

Li Chang’an asked curiously, “Senior, what exactly is the Four Spirits Formation? Is it truly a grand formation?”

“It is a formation, but not entirely,”

the old tortoise patiently explained.

The so-called Four Spirits Formation is actually four corpses.

These four corpses were left behind in an unknown era, one for each of the four major sects, each covered with densely packed array patterns.

Ten thousand years ago,

the ancestors of the four major sects established the Four Spirits Sect precisely because they discovered these four corpses.

Along with the four corpses, four tokens were also discovered.

As long as the four tokens are combined, the array patterns on the four corpses can be activated, unleashing unimaginable power.

Li Chang’an asked, “Senior, how strong is that power?”

“Very strong. Even if I use all my power, I can’t stop it.”

Hearing this, Li Chang’an was secretly surprised.

If the old tortoise used all his power, he could temporarily possess the strength of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, even approaching the late-Nascent Soul stage.

Moreover, he was naturally skilled in defense, far surpassing other mid-Nascent Soul cultivators in this aspect.

Even he couldn’t withstand it.

That Four Spirits Formation might pose a threat to even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

“Ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of the four sects said that as long as the four sects worked together with one heart, they would have no fear even if the cultivation world were turned upside down.” “

However, people’s hearts are fickle. The Four Spirits Sect exists in name only, and the Four Spirits Formation hasn’t appeared for many years. I suspect the tokens of the other three sects have fallen into the hands of the demonic path.”

The old tortoise told Li Chang’an not to have faith in these righteous sects.

Everything depends on oneself.

Li Chang’an naturally understood this principle.

During their conversation,

he and Xun Yuanjia had already left the Purple Cloud Sect.

Even if they acted now and were detected by the Purple Cloud Sect, their Nascent Soul True Monarchs wouldn’t be able to arrive in time.

But for the sake of caution, Li Chang’an patiently endured and continued towards the Northern Region.

…

That evening.

The two swallowed a few pills to replenish the mana consumed by their escape techniques and rested briefly.

Xun Yuanjia cast a divination, which was still auspicious, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

He brought up Li Chang’an’s matter again.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, once this matter is over, I will personally control this fourth-tier puppet to help you deal with Li Chang’an. No matter how many tricks Li Chang’an has, it will be useless. Fourth-tier power can crush everything; he can’t possibly be a Nascent Soul True Monarch.”

The words had barely left his lips

when he suddenly sensed a tremendous force approaching.

“Boom!”

Before Xun Yuanjia could react, he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

His armor, storage bag, and fourth-tier puppet, uncontrolled, all plummeted downwards.

“Collect!”

Li Chang’an waved his hand, collecting all the treasures.

Then, he used a soul-summoning technique to summon Xun Yuanjia’s soul.

Xun Yuanjia was utterly astonished, only now realizing he was dead!

He looked at Li Chang’an and demanded, “You’re not Fellow Daoist Liu, which Demonic Dao True Monarch are you?”

Just a moment ago, he had personally felt the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been instantly killed.

He was, after all, at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

And…

Li Chang’an’s ability to summon spirits indicated he came from the demonic path of the Yan Kingdom.

Xun Yuanjia demanded, “A dignified Nascent Soul True Monarch, yet you dare to ambush a mere Golden Core junior like me? Have you no shame? Do you demonic cultivators not care about face?”

“Fellow Daoist Xun misunderstands. I am not a demonic cultivator.”

Li Chang’an smiled, revealing his true appearance.

Upon seeing his true face, Xun Yuanjia was stunned.

“You…you are Li Chang’an? How could it be you? You actually have Nascent Soul cultivation?”

Previously, in his eyes, Li Chang’an was merely a rogue Golden Core cultivator, and even with some luck, he couldn’t possibly be his match.

Throughout history, there have been many people with great fortune, but few have ultimately become powerful.

Yet Li Chang’an truly overturned his perception.

Li Chang’an calmly asked, “Fellow Daoist Xun, why can’t it be me?”

“Even if you are stronger than me, I shouldn’t die at your hands. The divination clearly indicates good fortune initially, unless…”

At this point, Xun Yuanjia suddenly froze.

The events of the past few months flashed through his mind, finally settling on the day Liu Xuanfeng asked him to deal with Li Chang’an.

He wasn’t a fool; he understood everything almost instantly.

There was only one possibility that could have led to his utter defeat:

Li Chang’an’s divination skills far surpassed his own!

The thought sent a tidal wave of emotions through Xun Yuanjia’s heart.

“Li Chang’an, you’re not only a Nascent Soul True Monarch, but also a mid-grade fourth-tier divination master?”

“Yes.”

At this point, Li Chang’an had no reason to deny it.

Upon receiving this affirmative answer, Xun Yuanjia was utterly shaken.

Li Chang’an was younger than him, yet his skills were far superior, and his life force was incredibly abundant, like a towering ancient tree, showing no signs of waning lifespan.

In terms of divination, he, this so-called genius, was no different from a piece of trash in front of Li Chang’an.

“You…”

Xun Yuanjia opened his mouth, staring at Li Chang’an, speechless with shock.

After a long while,

a look of dejection appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands in a respectful bow to Li Chang’an.

“You’ve won. My defeat in this battle was not unjust.”

“Fellow Daoist Xun, think of it this way: you won’t have to worry about your lifespan being insufficient anymore.”

“…”

Xun Yuanjia remained silent.

Li Chang’an waved his hand, collecting his soul.

Then, he threw Liu Xuanfeng out of the spirit beast pouch, ignoring the pleas in Liu Xuanfeng’s eyes, causing him to explode on the spot, and collected his soul.

This old rival had thus perished.

Li Chang’an swiftly erased all traces and aura from the place.

…

Meanwhile,

deep within the Zixia Sect, in a secret chamber,

True Monarch Zixia looked solemnly at the two extinguished soul lamps.

“Xun Yuanjia and Liu Xuanfeng have both perished.”

Liu Xuanfeng’s death was one thing

, but Xun Yuanjia carried a fourth-tier puppet.

Even facing a Demonic Dao True Monarch, he shouldn’t have been unable to send out any distress signals.

A short while later,

a disciple rushed in and reported to True Monarch Zixia,

“Elder, Fellow Daoist Xun and Fellow Daoist Liu accepted the Demon-Slaying Mission yesterday, preparing to go to the Northern Region to kill the Demonic Dao Saint Son, Teng Shan.”

“Good, I understand.” True

Monarch Zixia nodded slightly, then issued a summons to the entire Zixia Sect’s high-ranking officials.

Soon, many Golden Core cultivators gathered.

True Monarch Zixia announced publicly that Xun Yuanjia and Liu Xuanfeng had died in the fight against demons, and that a Demonic Dao Nascent Soul might have secretly infiltrated the Zhao Kingdom, urging everyone to be vigilant.

Upon hearing this news, the expressions of the crowd varied.

Liu Haichao’s expression was the most pained, clutching his chest and crying out,

“My son, my son…”

He had been immersed in the joy of father and son both becoming Holy Sons, but unexpectedly, tragedy struck so quickly.

Seeing this, those around him spoke up one after another.

“Fellow Daoist Liu, please accept our condolences.”

“Life is unpredictable, please accept our condolences…”

…

Not long after.

Li Chang’an returned to Changqing Mountain.

He was just about to test the power of the fourth-order puppet when he suddenly received a message from Song Yu’er.

Song Yu’er said with a smile, “Senior, that Liu Xuanfeng is dead. I heard he died a terrible death, and they didn’t even find his body.”

Hearing this, Li Chang’an pretended to be surprised.

“Oh? Who killed him?”

“I heard from Xianglan that he was killed on his way to the Northern Region to slay demons by a Nascent Soul old demon hiding in the shadows.”

At this point,

Song Yu’er’s smile faded, replaced by worry.

“Senior, I wonder which Nascent Soul cultivator has secretly infiltrated. You must be careful lately.”

“Hmm.”

Li Chang’an smiled.

It seemed the Purple Cloud Sect hadn’t suspected him.

The whole affair had remained unknown to outsiders from beginning to end.

Whether it was Liu Xuanfeng targeting him or him targeting Liu Xuanfeng, it was all a secret scheme.

Even Liu Xuanfeng’s father, Liu Haichao, was unaware.

“This matter is settled. I’ve gained a fourth-tier puppet for free.”

Li Chang’an was in high spirits and began testing the puppet’s strength.

After some testing,

he was fairly certain that the puppet’s overall strength was slightly weaker than a normal early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

After all, the puppet’s power had only reached the fourth tier, lacking many of the techniques of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

“Not bad. As long as it’s properly controlled, it’s enough to block the fourth-tier puppet of the Holy Fire True Monarch.”

“However, I’m afraid he has more fourth-tier power. I need to advance the Soul Banner to the fourth tier as soon as possible.”

“Besides, that Fire Cloud God Lord should be breaking through soon too…”

Li Chang’an thought of the Fire Cloud God Lord.

Years ago, when he first entered the Fire Cloud Secret Realm, the Fire Cloud God Lord was already on the verge of breaking through to the fourth rank.

Over the years,

Li Chang’an has never withheld the Fire Cloud Crystals needed for the Fire Cloud God Lord’s cultivation; he’s given him as many as he needs!

(End of Chapter)