Chapter Eighteen: Departing Peacefully

Chapter Eighteen: Departing Peacefully

A dignified immortal, unexpectedly so destitute, with just an axe and a storage treasure...

Indeed, most Qi refiners who mingle in the mortal world are nothing but scoundrels...

Amidst the drifting black ashes, Li Changshou stowed away the finger-like storage treasure and the board axe into the Heaven's Fourth storage bag, then put away the Soul Capturing Pearl. He hopped to the edge of the cliff and squatted in front of the three Fairy Resolve Grasses.

Taking out two pre-prepared jade boxes, he inserted two detoxification pills crafted by himself under his tongue. With his hands enveloped in eighteen layers of mana, his movements swift and cautious, he uprooted two of the older poisonous weeds and quickly sealed them in the jade boxes.

Without cease in gathering medicinal herbs, one's fortune remains intact.

Finally...

Li Changshou revealed a slight smile.

He quickly got up, not daring to linger here for long, also worried that Yuwen Ling might have other accomplices.

He first rushed to the snake head of the Three-Eyed Azure Wave Snake that had rolled down. From his embrace, he took out the storage bag labeled 'Earth Two' and directly stored the snake head inside, sealing it with a talisman, and storing it in the Mystical Fourth storage device.

This thing should be able to refine some good poisons, which could be used to protect his junior sister from wolves. It shouldn't be wasted here for nothing.

The rolling snake venom around and the corpses of those masked men had already been burned clean by three 'main battle' paper men.

For non-immortals, igniting the cold dark fire was effortless; the few remaining ashes of those people had already merged with their general, waiting to be scattered by the wind...

Afterwards, Li Changshou, along with the four paper men, sprinkled two bottles of medicine powder everywhere.

The blood on the ground was immediately ignited, emitting green ghost fires, making these bloodstains disappear in an instant.

Hmm, purifying the environment of the primordial chaos and protecting the ecology of the Northern Continent are obligations that Qi refiners of the human race cannot refuse!

After collecting several more storage treasures, Li Changshou surveyed the surroundings, while his divine consciousness probed every corner within a radius of ten miles. He began to form hand seals.

After confirming that there was nothing overlooked, the surrounding figures turned into paper men and returned to Li Changshou's sleeve.

Closing his umbrella, his figure disappeared into the rock layers, and Li Changshou quietly left the place.

After the formation dissipated, the poisonous mist and miasma surged, bringing along a slight breeze.

Under the cypress tree, only a headless snake corpse, several pools of highly toxic snake blood, and the crisscrossing cracks on the ground remained, indicating the impending collapse of the cliff...

The old cypress tree with a new hairstyle swayed gently in the wind, with its few remaining branches, as if bidding farewell to Li Changshou hidden in the earth.

After all, he was the first man to enter its trunk and roots in its tree life.

...

Using earth escape, Li Changshou quietly approached the location where two junior martial siblings were fighting.

Yuan Ya, controlled by Duoxiang, was wielding the flying sword, relentlessly attacking Yuan Qing. Yuan Qing was already unable to defend himself, covered in numerous wounds, his clothes stained with blood.

This Yuan Qing... Cultivation at the Return to Void realm, I'm afraid it's all stacked up with elixirs, right? This is the so-called second-ranked existence among the disciples of the same generation? If the fellows ranked in the same generation are of this caliber, in the Immortal Sect's grand competition in a few years, I should prepare more elixirs and self-made artifacts for Ling'e. She might even make it to the top hundred...

Li Changshou stealthily approached the outskirts of their battle, calculating Yuan Ya's rhythm of attack. With one hand emerging from the ground, he threw a porcelain bottle at Yuan Qing with force. —It was the Superb Soft Immortal Powder bottle that had just been used up.

A faint sound of breaking through the air came from behind. Yuan Qing, who had just knocked away two flying swords, instinctively slashed backward with his sword. The sword move, handsome and precise, slashed directly onto the bottle, shattering it instantly.

Huh? Where did this porcelain... bottle come from... Yuan Qing's eyelids flickered. Before he could even collect his sword, his figure swayed unsteadily, and he staggered forward.

At this moment, four flying swords attacked from the front! As Yuan Qing, who was about to fall forward, nearly spread his arms 'actively' to meet the flying swords!

Duoxiang didn't intend to kill Yuan Qing here. Even if Yuan Qing was despicable and shameless in her eyes, he was still an inner disciple and needed to be brought back to the sect for their master to deal with. But at this moment, Yuan Qing unexpectedly didn't resist...

As Duoxiang had predicted, Yuan Ya was not proficient in the swordsmanship at this moment. She didn't have time to retrieve her swords, and the four flying swords pierced through Yuan Qing's neck, forehead, chest, and abdomen in an instant.

The accuracy of the strike extinguished his three souls and pierced his elixir field, decisive and without leaving any chance.

"This..." Duoxiang was stunned for a moment, then realized something and sighed lightly. She descended from mid-air, jumped off the flying swords, and walked quickly towards Yuan Qing's corpse... Yuan Qing departed in peace. Indeed, he departed in peace; he didn't even feel any threat of death. In an instant, he fell into a dream and couldn't wake up even when his body was pierced through. There was even a faint smile on his lips.

Even if there was only a trace of Superb Soft Immortal Powder, it was far beyond what Yuan Qing could bear at this moment. And Yuan Qing's smile, in Duoxiang's eyes... "Even if you are as wicked as you are, would you also feel a trace of remorse? Are you, too, being forced by someone?" Duoxiang's gaze revealed a hint of pity. She shook her head, and her flying sword swiftly returned and adhered to her back.

Hearing this self-talk, Li Changshou underground couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. Duoxiang, the Poisonous Sister, truly deserved to be called the Poisonous Sister. She even had the superpower to cheer herself up! Speaking of which, killing the opponent and not hurrying to leave, but lingering here to reminisce and reflect... Clearly hasn't endured the hardships of life, too bold. At this moment, Duoxiang looked up at the silent cliff, completely unaware of any signs of life there, and the terrifying poisonous beast demon snake had also become quiet...

"Senior Brother Changshou doesn't know how things are going. Take Yuan Qing's corpse and quickly go see." Duoxiang immediately took two steps towards Yuan Qing. Just as she was about to wrap Yuan Qing's body with mana, suddenly her eyelids twitched, and her body slowly leaned back.

With a loud bang, the large sword fell to the ground...

Almost simultaneously, faint ripples appeared in the ground beneath Yuan Qing, and the shards of porcelain quietly merged into the earth; these ripples quickly swept towards You Qinyu Xuan. When they reached her, an iron hand emerged and grabbed her long hair, pulling the unconscious You Qinyu Xuan directly underground.

The surface trembled lightly for a few moments, then the traces disappeared, restoring the ground to its original smoothness and solidity.

The defensive abilities of a Qi Cultivator were extraordinary, even their scalp follicles. While this action might seem crude, it was highly practical and secure, avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings. Besides, it wouldn't turn a Qi Cultivator into a baldy.

Li Changshou acted quickly, just wanting to drag the person away and leave this troublesome place. As for Yuan Qing's corpse...

He didn't kill him, so there was no need to dispose of the ashes. Cleaning up the fragments of the porcelain bottle would suffice. Soft Immortal Dust was just a sleeping drug; it would completely dissipate within two days of death, leaving little trace. Besides, if fellow cultivators from the sect came later and couldn't find any traces of the body, it would be even harder to explain.

Deep in the earth, Li Changshou dragged the sleeping You Qinyu Xuan and headed southeast, disappearing swiftly like two fish swimming away.

...

"Ah! This damn formation is so freaking annoying!"

With a furious shout from Jiu Jiu, the ground beneath her feet kept trembling, and the venomous creatures in the misty area were trembling with fear.

Due to the blockade of the formation, the ground remained intact, not crumbling under Jiu Zhenxian's feet...

In the corner, Wang Qi and Liu Yan'er were leaning against each other, looking dispirited and drained.

Being trapped in this place for so long naturally affected their mental state, but this environment also caused their relationship to quickly deepen. They were now calling each other 'Yan'er Sister' and 'Qi Qi Junior Brother'.

By the way, Wang Qi's 'Qi' wasn't the weird kind of 'Qi'...

Jiu Jiu's outburst was partly due to being provoked by these two young disciples...

After venting her frustration for a while, Jiu Jiu hugged her arms and sat cross-legged three feet above the ground, pondering her next move.

Liu Yan'er walked over slowly and said softly, "Senior Jiu, don't worry too much. Everything happens for a reason. Junior Brother and Junior Sister may have gone to the town to wait for us."

Jiu Jiu snorted, "It's been so long, they might be dead by now!"

"Senior..."

Liu Yan'er continued to persuade, "Senior, didn't you say yesterday that according to the calculations, people from the sect should have come by now? Perhaps, we'll be rescued soon."

"Oh my," Jiu Jiu scratched her head frantically, "What if those three bastards are dead! How do I explain to their master if something happens to Li Changshou? If those two precious immortal seeds are lost, my hundred years of liquor money will be gone!"

Liu Yan'er couldn't help but sweat at Jiu Jiu's words. Although she knew Senior Jiu cared about them deep down, it seemed like Senior Jiu was...

Indeed, more concerned about her liquor money...

Suddenly, a light breeze blew within the formation, followed by a sigh echoing from all directions.

Then came the calm, unshaken voice:

"Jiu, do you understand your mistakes?"

Jiu Jiu couldn't help but shiver, falling to her knees with her feet touching the ground, whispering softly, "Master..."

Liu Yan'er was also surprised, asking, "Did Senior Master personally come to find us?"

The surrounding mist began to retreat rapidly, and the three of them finally broke free from the trapped formation, expanding their senses in all directions without hindrance...

Just then, two figures flew over from the distance and landed in front of Jiu Jiu.

They were two elderly men with white hair, dressed in black robes. Both were at the Yuan Immortal level, but now they were heavily injured and unconscious, each with a palm imprint.

Wang Qi shouted excitedly from the side, "Senior Jiu, it's them! They're the ones who attacked me and Sister Yan'er!"

Without hesitation, Jiu Jiu bent her knees, kneeling down on the ground with her head touching the ground, filled with remorse as she said, "Master, disciple has been tricked, and three young disciples have lost contact. Disciple is willing to accept all punishments, but please, Master, search for their whereabouts as soon as possible to see if anyone is still alive!"

At that moment, the mist around them had dissipated, and several figures appeared in the distance.

The leading Taoist was only five feet tall. Seeing Jiu Jiu kneeling so seriously, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, lowering his head and coughing softly, saying with a smile, "Our Master hasn't come. It's me, uh, your clever and handsome Fifth Senior Brother..."

"Hmm?"

There's killing intent!

The short Taoist trembled immediately, intending to continue to save the situation, but his junior sister, who was wearing a linen robe in the distance, suddenly stomped her foot and flew over like an arrow!

As fast as an arrow shot from a divine bow, causing bursts of sonic booms!