Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 483

Chapter 483 The New Secluded Coffin, the Crisis of Family Annihilation (Seeking Subscriptions)

Li Chang’an hadn’t lied to Zi Xi; removing it was indeed more convenient.

He focused intently, transforming his magical power into thousands upon thousands of strands, like threads, searching for the fine needles within Zi Xi’s body.

In no time,

tens of thousands of needles, as fine as hairs, were successfully removed.

“These needles are a puppet technique. All the needles are connected to blood threads, transforming into tangible puppet patterns. The concept is somewhat similar to my talisman array method, both using physical objects to replace magical power.”

The art of puppetry shares commonalities with talismans and arrays.

Therefore,

although Li Chang’an wasn’t a fourth-tier puppeteer, he could remove these needles without causing secondary damage.

“Holy Maiden, there are only a few needles left, within your nascent soul.”

His voice was calm as he used his magical power to carefully remove the last few needles.

During this time,

Zi Xi remained silent.

She opened her eyes, gazing quietly at Li Chang’an with clear, bright eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Because of this treatment, Li Chang’an had thoroughly examined her, inside and out, leaving

her with no secrets. He knew every single hair on her body.

A moment later,

the last needle was removed.

Li Chang’an slowly exhaled and swallowed a few pills to recover his strength.

“Holy Maiden, I have fulfilled my mission.”

“Thank you for saving me

, Fellow Daoist Li,” Zi Xi said softly.

Li Chang’an asked her, “Holy Maiden, why were you so impulsive this time, venturing into the Red Puppet Palace alone?”

“Fellow Daoist Li is right, I was indeed impulsive,”

Zi Xi sighed, explaining the reason for her actions.

Her purpose in coming to Yan Kingdom, as she had previously told Li Chang’an, was to investigate the truth behind the deaths of several disciples.

During this time, the mysteries of the other disciples’ deaths had been solved.

Only the cause of death of the youngest disciple remained unknown.

To uncover the truth, she used over a dozen of her old demonic identities to trade information with various demonic forces.

Everything went smoothly

until, during a transaction at the Red Puppet Palace, her true form was unexpectedly revealed by the Red Puppet True Lord.

“So that’s how it is.”

Li Chang’an’s mind raced, and he retrieved a puppet he had found in the Red Puppet Palace’s treasury.

This puppet was the junior disciple Zi Xi had been searching for.

In other words,

Zi Xi being recognized was no accident; she had likely been targeted by the Red Puppet True Lord for some time.

Upon seeing the puppet, Zi Xi’s face lit up with realization, understanding everything.

If Li Chang’an hadn’t intervened ,

she would have been doomed today.

Once refined into a puppet, she could have caused unimaginable damage to the righteous path, just like the Wang family patriarch, Wang Songde.

When Wang Songde returned to the Wang family, no one suspected he had become a puppet, leading to the annihilation of the entire Wang family. Almost all the high-ranking members and prodigies were killed, and even the rare Time Spirit Body perished in that calamity.

“Fellow Daoist Li, thank you so much. If it weren’t for you, my Zixia Sect would have faced a great calamity.”

Zi Xi couldn’t imagine what she would have done, wreaking havoc within the Zixia Sect.

Li Chang’an smiled. “Holy Maiden, if you truly wish to thank me, then give me that ‘Ming’ai Flower.’ I asked you about it through my communication artifact.”

With that, he took out his communication artifact.

He had been busy setting up the formation and rescuing people, and although he knew Zi Xi had replied, he hadn’t had a chance to hear it yet.

He probed with his divine sense and immediately heard Zi Xi’s message.

“Trapped in the secret realm?”

Li Chang’an’s eyes were strange as he glanced at Zi Xi.

Zi Xi lowered her head slightly, a faint blush appearing on her flawless face.

“Fellow Daoist Li, I knew I couldn’t escape this calamity before, and the reason I said that was so you wouldn’t worry.”

After speaking, a faint light flashed in her jade hand, and a spiritual flower appeared.

This flower had seven petals, was entirely purplish-red, and the petals were heart-shaped—the very Ming’ai Flower that Li Chang’an needed.

Li Chang’an accepted the Bright Love Flower, examined it carefully, and confirmed that the flower was of extremely high quality, without the slightest flaw, making it an excellent choice for starting a fire.

At this point, he only lacked the Thousand Evil Fruit and the Myriad Desire Pill.

As for the Nether Fear Crystal, he could obtain it himself once he broke through to the fourth level of body refinement.

“Holy Maiden, let’s leave this place first.”

“Alright.”

Zi Xi had recovered somewhat; although her strength was not at its peak, it didn’t hinder their journey.

The two left the Red Puppet Palace together and returned to the Righteous Path Territory via the teleportation array.

On the way,

Zi Xi once again inquired about his cultivation.

“Fellow Daoist Li, you’re not yet a Nascent Soul cultivator?”

“Soon. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll soon be able to form a Nascent Soul.”

Li Chang’an didn’t hide much.

Having received this answer, Zi Xi didn’t ask further.

Not long after,

the Purple Cloud Sect was in sight.

Li Chang’an bid farewell to Zi Xi outside the sect and returned to Changqing Mountain.

…

Meanwhile,

in the northern part of the Blissful Heaven Domain, at the Red Puppet Palace.

Guiyi Zhenjun slowly appeared, a flash of anger in his eyes as he looked at the Red Puppet Palace, now razed to the ground.

“Who is it?”

he roared, his Nascent Soul power surging forth, spreading with his divine sense as he frantically searched for the culprit.

But Li Chang’an had done it all cleanly, leaving no trace.

No matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find a single clue.

Finally,

he had to stop.

“Before the Red Puppet Palace was destroyed, she told me she intended to refine Zixi of the Zixia Sect into a puppet. Could it be that she fell into Zixi’s hands?”

Guiyi Zhenjun withdrew his power, slowly calming down.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared in the direction of the Zixia Sect.

“Zi Xi is only a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator. If it were a one-on-one fight, I could easily defeat her. However, the Zixia Sect still has Mingxia and Zixia, both mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, and their protective formation is extraordinary. I need to find a way to lure her out of the Zixia Sect.”

“Rumor has it that she has a close relationship with Li Chang’an of Changqing Mountain. She attends every birthday banquet, and I’m afraid the two have already secretly become Daoist partners.”

“First, I’ll refine this Li Chang’an into a Blood Seed Puppet…”

He flickered, transforming into a streak of blood-red light, heading straight for the righteous territory.

Not long after,

he appeared in front of a fourth-tier flying boat.

On the flying boat, Mu Wei sat cross-legged, cultivating with his eyes closed.

“Which fellow Daoist is blocking my flying boat?”

He opened his eyes and stared at True Monarch Guiyi.

True Monarch Guiyi cupped his hands: “Fellow Daoist Mu, I am Guiyi of the Blissful Heaven Sect. I have come here today to discuss the matter of Li Chang’an with you.”

“Li Chang’an?”

Mu Wei frowned slightly.

He didn’t activate the flying boat’s defensive formation, but simply asked, “Fellow Daoist Guiyi, are you friend or foe?”

“Naturally a friend!”

Guiyi Zhenjun stated bluntly, revealing his purpose.

“I wish to suppress Li Chang’an. I’ve heard that Fellow Daoist Mu also desires this. Give me a piece of ‘Ten Thousand Demon Bloodwood,’ and I can hand it over to you.”

“Ten Thousand Demon Bloodwood?”

Mu Wei’s brows furrowed even more, not immediately agreeing.

“Fellow Daoist Guiyi, allow me some consideration…”

…

At this moment.

Deep within the cave of Changqing Mountain.

Li Chang’an was interrogating Hongkui Zhenjun’s Nascent Soul.

He wanted to obtain the subsequent details of the Demon Seed Technique, but Hongkui Zhenjun didn’t know either.

She only knew that Guiyi Zhenjun had refined the Demon Seed Technique and secretly devoured more than ten demonic Nascent Souls; otherwise, he wouldn’t have advanced to the mid-Nascent Soul stage so quickly.

However.

Just as Li Chang’an had guessed.

The Demon Seed Technique Guiyi Zhenjun obtained was incomplete, often causing him distress.

Besides this information,

Li Chang’an didn’t obtain anything more useful.

“Unfortunately, this Red Puppet knows very little.”

His desire for the Demon Seed Technique in the hands of True Monarch Guiyi wasn’t for cultivation, but for a special technique within it:

the Heart-Questioning Demon Art.

According to True Monarch Wanhun, this technique was comparable to a top-tier Heart Demon Tribulation treasure.

“Mo Qingkuang’s comprehension is truly heaven-defying; he actually created such a technique, but it’s currently beyond my reach.”

Li Chang’an sighed inwardly, not forcing the issue.

He wasn’t the chosen one of this plane; he couldn’t possibly obtain all the good things.

Just then,

outside Changqing Mountain, someone suddenly arrived.

The visitor was Zheng Wenbin, the current head of the Zheng family.

He was a descendant of Zheng Yuandao, originally only at the peak of Foundation Establishment, but recently, with Li Chang’an’s support, he formed his Golden Core and became a Golden Core cultivator.

Although he had become a Golden Core cultivator, he still referred to himself as a junior.

“Senior Li, this junior has a request!”

“What is it? Come in and speak.”

Li Chang’an raised his hand and beckoned.

Zheng Wenbin was horrified to discover that he couldn’t control himself and unconsciously flew into the cave.

Both were at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, so why was there such a vast difference in their abilities?

He dared not ponder further and bowed deeply to Li Chang’an.

“Senior Li, my Zheng family has suffered misfortune, oppressed by Nascent Soul sects,”

Zheng Wenbin said respectfully, explaining his purpose.

He came seeking help.

The Zheng family had been oppressed by the Golden Core Wang family, with many clansmen forced to cower within the clan’s defensive formation.

However, Li Chang’an, in gratitude for the Strange Fire Record given to him by Zheng Qingqing, had nurtured three Golden Core cultivators for the Zheng family and left behind more than ten puppets.

After that,

the Zheng family shifted from defense to offense, launching attacks on all sides and driving the Wang family into retreat.

Everything went smoothly until the Wang family requested reinforcements.

The Nascent Soul sect, the Blood Flame Sect!

“The Blood Flame Sect has two Nascent Soul cultivators, and the Blood Flame Ancestor is even a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator…”

Zheng Wenbin spoke of the Blood Flame Sect’s power with a look of fear.

Li Chang’an listened quietly, feeling somewhat strange.

The Blood Flame Ancestor had already been suppressed by him, and his Nascent Soul was still sealed in the Nascent Soul Bottle, but the Blood Flame Sect had not disclosed this to the outside world; only Nascent Soul cultivators like the Vast Sea True Monarch knew about it.

A Golden Core power like the Zheng family still believed that the Blood Flame Sect had two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Of course,

even if there was only one, it could easily annihilate the Zheng family.

“Wenbin, did the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Blood Flame Sect make a move?”

“No, but the Blood Flame Sect’s young sect master, ‘Blood Owl True Man,’ personally arrived and severely injured two other Golden Core cultivators from my Zheng family, forcing the Zheng family to become a vassal of the Blood Flame Sect, and even demanding that Ancestor Qingqing marry him as a concubine.”

“Oh?”

Li Chang’an’s eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced in the direction of the Blood Flame Sect.

He asked in a deep voice, “Wenbin, why did you come here alone? Qingqing didn’t mention this to me.”

“Senior Li, Ancestor Qingqing doesn’t want you to risk facing a Nascent Soul True Monarch. She has gone to the Purple Cloud Sect, hoping to persuade their Nascent Soul True Monarch to come.”

Zheng Wenbin explained the reason.

The Zheng family’s spiritual vein is located in the Southern Region of Zhao Kingdom.

Before the cataclysmic changes in the world, the entire Southern Region’s power was under the jurisdiction of the Purple Cloud Sect.

The Blood Flame Sect’s actions were tantamount to directly seizing the Purple Cloud Sect’s assets.

However, the Purple Cloud Sect has recently been frequently targeted by other returning Nascent Soul forces and has already had much of its assets seized; perhaps they simply cannot afford to care about the Zheng family.

“The Zixia Sect is weak and has no time to spare.”

Li Chang’an recalled the scenes from the Zixia Sect’s main hall.

The two righteous sects only had eight Nascent Soul forces, while the number of Nascent Soul forces that returned with the Wanzhen Sect was no less than a hundred, with dozens located in the southern part of the Wanzhen Domain where the two sects were situated.

Currently, the Zixia Sect and the other righteous Nascent Soul forces were facing immense pressure.

Zheng Wenbin said, “Senior Li, I am also worried that Ancestor Qingqing won’t be able to persuade the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Zixia Sect, so I have come to seek your help. You have extensive connections and are on good terms with many Nascent Soul cultivators; please help the Zheng family.”

As he spoke, a beam of spiritual light flew from his storage bag, landing in front of him and transforming into a dark coffin.

He continued, “Senior, this is my sincerity; please accept it!”

If it were an ordinary coffin, it naturally wouldn’t be enough to persuade Li Chang’an; it might even be considered provocative.

After all, sending a coffin is considered unlucky.

But this coffin was different.

It was a reclusive coffin!

Zheng Wenbin didn’t know much about reclusive coffins.

He simply said, “Senior, I’ve heard that this is a special treasure for enlightenment, and someone once attained enlightenment in the coffin overnight.”

“Enlightenment in one night?”

Li Chang’an shook his head slightly.

There was no such thing as enlightenment in one night; it was clearly possession.

He slowly rose and went to the Hidden World Coffin, examining it carefully.

“I wonder what era this coffin is from.”

He had already experienced lying in a coffin twice.

Those two experiences had brought him considerable gains, even helping him avoid the Nascent Soul Tribulation after the cataclysmic changes in the world.

With the divination protecting him, he didn’t need to worry about possession; lying in the coffin would bring benefits.

Even if the gains weren’t much, it didn’t matter, since it was only for one night.

“Wenbin, do you have any more Hidden World Coffins?”

“Senior, I only have this one. If I find more in the future, I will definitely give them to you.”

“Good, you’re kind.”

Li Chang’an casually waved his hand, accepting the Hidden World Coffin.

He patted Zheng Wenbin on the shoulder.

“Let’s go, come with me to the Zheng family.”

“Senior, aren’t you going to invite a Nascent Soul True Monarch?”

“No need.”

Li Chang’an didn’t explain, casually taking Zheng Wenbin with him and heading towards the Zheng family.

Not long after.

The Zheng family’s territory was already in sight.

Before even arriving, Li Chang’an sensed an atmosphere of unease.

Faced with the pressure from the Nascent Soul sect, the Zheng family disciples were filled with anxiety, their faces full of apprehension.

“Qingqing is indeed not in the ancestral territory.”

Li Chang’an scanned the area with his divine sense, instantly ascertaining the situation of the Zheng family.

Of the dozen or so puppets he had left for the Zheng family, more than half had been smashed to pieces, and the rest were almost all broken beyond recognition.

More than a dozen flying boats from the Blood Flame Sect and the Wang family hovered above the Zheng family’s territory, exuding an extremely oppressive aura.

At this moment.

Inside the Zheng family’s main hall.

The Blood Flame Sect’s young master, “Blood Owl True Man,” sat in the main seat, while the Wang family’s patriarch, “Wang Ze,” sat in the secondary seat.

“Is this all the Zheng family has to offer?”

Blood Owl True Man sneered, his eyes sweeping over the many Zheng family elders in the hall.

“Are you still waiting for the Purple Cloud Sect to come and save you? The Purple Cloud Sect is struggling to survive itself, how could they care about a small Golden Core family?”

Hearing this,

many of the Zheng family elders’ expressions changed.

In their eyes, the Purple Cloud Sect was the pillar of heaven, capable of supporting them through everything.

But after the upheaval of the world, too many things had happened in the cultivation world that they couldn’t understand.

They were truly undecided and powerless to reverse the situation, so they could only look at a near-fourth-tier puppet.

Within this puppet was a wisp of divine consciousness left behind by Zheng Qingqing.

Her tone was cold as she flatly refused Blood Owl True Person.

“Fellow Daoist Blood Owl, please leave.”

“Fellow Daoist Zheng, do you really want to watch the Zheng family be wiped out?”

Blood Owl True Person’s eyes were sharp, like those of a night owl, staring at Zheng Qingqing with undisguised threat.

Faced with this threat, Zheng Qingqing’s attitude remained unchanged.

Her true form was no longer with the Zheng family.

Even if a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Blood Flame Sect attacked, he couldn’t harm her in the slightest.

As long as she was alive, the Zheng family would remain!

“Fellow Daoist Blood Owl, aren’t you leaving yet?”

With a wave of her hand, more than ten quasi-fourth-order formations in the Zheng family’s territory activated simultaneously, and a terrifying sense of oppression descended from the sky.

Wang Ze, the head of the Wang family, immediately changed his expression.

True Immortal Blood Owl laughed angrily: “Fine, Zheng Qingqing, since you refuse to bow your head, I will invite the ancestor here to reason with you!”

He flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

Just then,

Li Chang’an led Zheng Wenbin into the Zheng family’s main hall.

Upon seeing him, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

Zheng Qingqing was worried and immediately sent a message: “Chang’an, why did you come here in your true form? A Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Blood Flame Sect is coming. You are no match for him. Leave immediately!”

The other Zheng family elders showed hope and sent messages to Zheng Wenbin.

“Patriarch, has Senior Li managed to invite a Nascent Soul True Monarch?”

“If we can invite even one Nascent Soul True Monarch, our Zheng family’s predicament can be resolved.”

“We’ve heard that Senior Li has a deep relationship with Senior Zi Xi. Has he invited Senior Zi Xi here…?”

“…”

Hearing the whispers from the crowd, Zheng Wenbin looked troubled.

He truthfully replied, “Everyone, Senior Li came here alone and did not invite any Nascent Soul True Monarchs.”

“What?”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then showed disappointment.

Li Chang’an alone was simply not enough to reverse the situation.

Blood Owl True Man looked over and asked calmly, “Who is this?”

Wang Ze explained beside him, “Your Excellency, this person is Li Chang’an, the mountain lord of Changqing Mountain in the Southern Region of Zhao Kingdom, with an early Golden Core cultivation. It is rumored that he has a close relationship with Zheng Qingqing. If we capture him, perhaps Zheng Qingqing will submit.”

Blood Owl True Man nodded, “Alright, go and capture him for me.”

“Me?”

Wang Ze was taken aback.

“I’ll deal with Li Chang’an?”

“What? He’s only at the early Golden Core stage. Can’t you handle him?”

“Your Excellency, although his cultivation isn’t high, he has extensive connections and knows many Nascent Soul True Monarchs. I’m worried he might possess fourth-tier techniques.”

Wang Ze looked troubled and voiced his concerns.

Blood Owl True Man said calmly, “It’s alright. I also possess fourth-tier techniques. If you’re no match for him, I’ll save you.”

“Then… then alright…”

Wang Ze no longer hesitated, his Golden Core power surging forth.

He unleashed his magic weapon and shouted sharply, “Li Chang’an, surrender, or else…”

“Boom!”

Before he could finish speaking, he exploded on the spot.

The entire Zheng family hall fell silent instantly, countless Zheng family elders dumbfounded.

They never imagined that Li Chang’an possessed such strength, instantly killing a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Amidst the shock, a deep sense of worry welled up within them.

Wang Ze attacked Li Chang’an on the orders of Blood Owl Master. Killing him was tantamount to slapping Blood Owl Master in the face, which would surely enrage him.

Sure enough,

his expression darkened.

“Li Chang’an, you truly have skill, daring to…”

“Boom!”

Before he could finish speaking, he too exploded, turning into a pile of flesh and blood.

Li Chang’an, too lazy to waste words, casually waved his hand, and the flesh and blood of the two men turned to dust, dissipating in the wind.

His souls were secretly collected into the Soul-Bearing Banner.

(End of Chapter)