Dao Companions Help Me Live Forever

The auction of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce has begun.

I heard that it is a large-scale event, attended by many influential figures.

Not only the cultivators of the Xuan Yang Sect, but also the local small and medium-sized sects, family cultivators at the Gold Core realm and above, independent cultivators, and even the true lords of neighboring sects such as the Yushou Sect, Tianjian Sect, and Xuan Yin Sect will come together.

It is said that the recluse of the Moyafang Market, Moyafang Sanren, rarely leaves his place, but he went to the auction, causing some recent small actions in the market to come to light.

Fortunately, Moyafang Sanren is just out and about, not really gone.

The market still maintains some basic rules, and no one dares to bear the anger of a true lord, but it is still more chaotic than before.

But for these news, Yu Xian has only heard about them.

He is very interested in the auction and has the qualifications to participate.

But after thinking about it, he decided not to join the excitement.

Now he is just a small character with barely Nascent Soul-level strength. In that kind of gathering of big shots, he wouldn't have much weight when speaking, and he wouldn't be able to afford the treasures he likes. It's better to just enjoy the sightseeing.

In conclusion, this kind of advanced instance is not suitable for him at the moment.

But he still pays attention to this aspect of news.

Others see the auction as just a spectacle.

But once there are enough big shots, it can no longer be simply regarded as a business gathering, but also has strong political attributes.

The rise and fall of forces, the struggles between sects, the diplomatic means of the Xuan Yang Sect, and the future direction of development, etc...

Just the things Yu Xian can think of are already enough, not to mention those hidden influences that may involve all aspects.

Unfortunately, he cannot personally experience it.

Of course, when the next auction is held, he should be there.

Even if he can't sit in the top few VIP seats, when he speaks, the venue will surely remain quiet.

For him, the Gold Core realm is the most difficult period to endure.

Once he achieves Nascent Soul, he will be able to progress smoothly, and even have the confidence to achieve the Soul Formation realm within the next hundred years.

Time passes peacefully, without much turbulence.

The chaos in the Moyafang Market also quickly subsided after the auction and the return of Moyafang Sanren.

But there were also a few unlucky ones who were not sensitive enough and ended up being used as examples.

Obviously, the sword in the hands of Moyafang Sanren is still sharp enough to easily kill a few Gold Core cultivators.

Yu Xian, in the identity of Zhan Hong, caught a glimpse of Moyafang Sanren's actions from a distance.

He has never shown his face, only a rune-like inscription flickering in the air, exerting great suppressing power.

The dignified Gold Core cultivators were instantly killed by a rune drawn in the void.

Only then did Yu Xian realize that Moyafang Sanren is a skilled talisman master, and at least a fourth-order talisman master.

No wonder the True Lord of September also gave face to Moyafang Sanren and recognized the unique rules of Moyafang Market.

As a high-level talisman master, as long as he is given enough time to accumulate, he can unleash a power far beyond his own realm.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, no one is willing to engage in a life-and-death battle with a high-level talisman master.

...

Blood Demon Secret Realm.

A Gold Core tribulation has just ended.

Yu Xian, who has absorbed all the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth as cultivation points, looks at the green panel in front of his vision, with a slight smile on his lips.

[Name: Yu Xian]

[Cultivation: Nascent Soul·Pseudo (8w/890w)]

[Soulmates: Yulan, Luo Han (2/3)]

"In the blink of an eye, I have been reestablished for more than three years, and the Nascent Soul realm is not far away from me."

"Now I can gain more than two million cultivation points in a year. At most, it will take four years for me to become a true Nascent Soul lord. It seems that the ten-year agreement can be advanced."

Speaking of which, I really can't bear the environment here. Unfortunately, the leek fields have gradually withered, and even if I dig them up, I'm afraid it will only be enough for me to break through reluctantly.

Dealing with demonic cultivators, Yu Xian has no psychological burden at all.

But unfortunately, demonic cultivation is not the mainstream path of cultivation after all, and the Moyafang market is just a stronghold of the True Demon Sect, so the number of demonic cultivators gathered here cannot increase significantly in a short period of time.

In fact, with the majority of late Foundation Building cultivators and peak Foundation Building cultivators being deceived into the Blood Demon Secret Realm, the cultivation level of cultivators has visibly decreased, forcing the Ranspirit Sacrifice Technique to resurface.

After all, according to his method of cutting leeks, he has to produce more than twenty Gold Core cultivators in a year.

Peak Foundation Building cultivators are not so easy to find. There aren't that many people.

In addition, although most of these newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators are false Nascent Soul cultivators, they have also had a serious impact on the local cultivation ecosystem.

These cultivators cannot be killed all at once. They must be shown from time to time, showing off their new identities and attracting attention from others.

Although the story that Fèi Yì, the eldest disciple, wrote based on himself was effective, the popularity gradually decreased over time, so there must be a new representative figure.

Otherwise, demonic cultivators are also smart. Seeing that the Blood Demon Secret Realm is like a man-eating monster, with no way in or out, why would they be willing to spend a large amount of money to buy a Blood Demon Token and seek a leek identity?

And as the cultivation level of cultivators decreases, the price of Blood Demon Tokens also plummets, once again dropping to one hundred thousand spirit stones each.

There's no way, it's too expensive for others to afford.

Just as he was thinking about whether to lower the price a bit and cut the leek seedlings together, Yu Xian suddenly had a change in expression. The formation he set up in the Zhǎn Hóng Cave Mansion had been triggered by someone.

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Moyafang Market

Zhǎn Hóng's healing Cave Mansion.

Yu Xian, who hurriedly returned, looked calmly at the male cultivator in front of him.

"Junior Brother Guān, what brings you here?"

Seeing the visitor, Yu Xian knew that the peaceful two years had once again encountered new changes.

But that's life, full of surprises and unexpected events.

The male cultivator appeared to be in his twenties, very young, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a noble and elegant demeanor, wearing a blue Daoist robe, giving off the air of a young nobleman.

His name was Guān Xuān, an inner disciple of the Xuányáng Sect and a member of the Demon-Slaying Squad. He was responsible for demon-slaying work in Chángníng under the jurisdiction of the Bright Moon Heavenly City, which was adjacent to the Línzī Prefecture.

Seeing his aggressive approach, Yu Xian knew that it was probably another problem caused by a disciple of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Regarding this matter, Guān Xuān had already sent several letters of inquiry before.

At first, he made excuses and apologized, saying that he was still injured and, coupled with Ruǎn Línlín participating in the selection of true disciples, there was a shortage of manpower, which led to an increase in demonic troubles.

Then he asked the Blood Demon Ancestor to send him a few demonic brats as mission items, and also to serve as a deterrent.

Only then did Guān Xuān refrain from taking further action.

But secrets cannot be kept forever.

The Blood Demon Secret Realm continued to produce false Nascent Soul demonic cultivators, and the local area could not digest so many demonic cultivators, so they could only roam to other places.

Even though he suppressed most of the disciples with the reputation of the Blood Demon Ancestor and kept them cultivating in the secret realm, the secret realm was not a real secret realm, nor did it have high-grade spiritual veins. Moreover, most of these disciples were false Nascent Soul cultivators, and they only needed a few months of seclusion to familiarize themselves with their mana.

Unless they were killed on the spot, they could only delay for a while.

Now is the period of outbreak for the problem.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Yu Xian, Guān Xuān immediately questioned without any politeness:

"Senior Brother Zhǎn, you said last time that the local demonic disaster had been brought under control, and I reluctantly believed it. But why are demonic cultivators still pouring into my jurisdiction and increasing in number?

According to my investigation, these demonic cultivators originally came out of a place called the Blood Demon Secret Realm, and it is said that there is a true demon lord inside named the Blood Demon Ancestor.

I don't know if this is true or not?"

Yu Xian nodded lightly, "That's right, but the Blood Demon Ancestor never shows himself, and I don't know where his true body is. I'm still investigating.

As for the matter of the Blood Demon Secret Realm, I have personally dealt with several Gold Core demonic cultivators and killed them all.

The appearance of demonic cultivators has decreased to some extent."

Guān Xuān almost couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You may have reduced the number of them here, but there are more of them where I am, and they're not even Gold Core cultivators, just fake Dan. I almost thought it was another chaotic dance of demons."

"Zhǎn Shīxiōng, since you have already found the source, please report it to the sect as soon as possible and ask the True Lord of the sect to punish that Blood Demon Ancestor."

"Although we have some tolerance for demonic cultivators, we are not as lenient as you are."

"Be careful not to let the tail grow too big and catch fire!"

"Restraint is almost a hidden rule of the Demon Slayer Squad."

"Otherwise, where would the Demon Slayer Squad get so much credit? But the premise of restraint is to ensure that the enemy can be eliminated at any time."

"There should be some trouble, so that the Demon Slayer Squad is needed, but it shouldn't be too troublesome, otherwise it will backfire and lead to death."

Yú Xiān said expressionlessly, "If Senior Guān can invite the True Lord of the sect, then I must thank Junior Brother. But as a senior brother, I also have to remind Junior Brother. That Blood Demon Ancestor is extremely cunning and never shows up in person, and it hasn't reached the level where it must be eliminated. If the True Lord of the sect personally takes action but fails to exterminate it, it may provoke the Blood Demon Ancestor to go on a rampage and cause widespread devastation."

"At that time, when the sect investigates, Junior Brother will be the first person responsible."

Guān Xuān fell silent immediately and asked after a while, "Then, Senior Brother, may I ask if there is a solution?"

Yú Xiān smiled faintly, "Junior Brother Guān, those Gold Core demonic cultivators are just a minor problem. As long as we spend some time and effort, we will eventually be able to eliminate them. As for why the Blood Demon Ancestor has spent so much time and effort cultivating so many demonic cultivators, I see it as an opportunity for us. Although these demonic cultivators are called disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, we have captured or killed quite a few of them, and the Blood Demon Ancestor hasn't shown any intention to intervene personally. These demonic cultivators have weak inheritances, have just broken through their realms, and don't have suitable treasures in their hands. They are perfect prey for us. And, not to hide it from Junior Brother, I have already noticed the news about the Blood Demon Ancestor and have already planted an undercover agent. I know their movements and actions almost like the back of my hand."

Guān Xuān's serious expression instantly thawed. "So it was my misunderstanding, Senior Brother."

Yú Xiān smiled, "Junior Brother Guān, you were just doing your duty. How could I hold a grudge? If Junior Brother has nothing to do, you can stay for a few more days. I will have someone compile a report on the demonic cultivators under your jurisdiction as a small token of my appreciation."

Since those demonic cultivators don't listen to the Blood Demon Ancestor, they can only be treated as gifts.

Yú Xiān smiled, but he had already sentenced those scattered demonic cultivators to death.

Guān Xuān's face lit up with joy. "Senior Brother's actions have truly resolved my urgent problem. I really don't know how to repay Senior Brother."

Yú Xiān waved his hand. "We are fellow disciples, there's no need to worry about these formalities."

Guān Xuān couldn't help but be taken aback. He thought that Senior Brother Zhǎn would take advantage of this opportunity to manipulate him, but he didn't expect him to really do a good deed without expecting anything in return.

He didn't believe in any kind of camaraderie among fellow disciples.

Although Xuan Yang Sect was not a demonic sect, the disciples were full of calculations and vendettas.

But it was also a sect with various factions and complex relationships. It was easier to get along with disciples from the same lineage, but the competition between disciples from different peaks was fierce.

And he and Senior Brother Zhǎn belonged to different peaks and had no relationship in normal times. Why would he give him benefits?

But he didn't show any expression on his face, thanked him again, and then took his leave.

No matter what Senior Brother Zhǎn was plotting behind his back, he had already obtained what he wanted.

Yú Xiān watched Guān Xuān leave and touched his chin, thinking to himself, "Junior disciples, don't blame the sect for not protecting you. It's just that when it's time for you to die, I wanted you to stay a little longer."

After all, each disciple had to pay 100,000 spirit stones to the sect every year.

Several months later.

Blood Demon Secret Realm, Blood Demon Hall.

A group of injured disciples who had just escaped knelt down below the steps, crying and pleading to the old ancestor on the throne.

"Master, you must help us!"

"Guanyuan, as a disciple of Xuan Yang Sect, has been bullying and killing us, clearly not putting you in his eyes."

"That's right, we all said we are disciples of the master, but Guanyuan didn't stop."

"The Demon Execution Team has gone too far. If you don't take action, they will step on your head."

"And, our actions have been known in advance. The disciples suspect that there is a spy among us, and we hope the master can see through it!"

The disciples spoke in a flurry, looking eagerly at the blurry and mysterious figure on the throne.

They were all over a hundred years old, but they acted like children, hoping for the old ancestor to take action.

As long as the old ancestor was willing to help them once, their confidence would be restored when they went out.

Blood Demon Ancestor stood up from the throne and said indifferently under the expectant gaze of the disciples:

"It's not easy for you to escape and come back. First, heal your injuries, and we'll discuss the rest later."

"I will open the Blood Demon Pool. How much benefit you can get depends on your luck."

When the disciples heard that the master did not agree, they looked disappointed. But when they heard the name of the Blood Demon Pool, they became excited again.

Who didn't know the power of the master's Blood Demon Pool? It contained countless essence blood, and going in once could lead to the perfection of Divine Ability cultivation.

Unfortunately, only a few disciples were favored by the master and had the opportunity to enter the Blood Demon Pool.

But this undoubtedly made the Blood Demon Pool even more attractive.

The doors of the palace opened.

Seven or eight False Dan disciples walked in and saw the square Blood Demon Pool in the center, as well as the two or three dozen blood cocoons that had appeared on the surface of the pool at some point.

"The master pities us for being bullied and grants us the opportunity to bathe in the Blood Demon Pool. We must not disappoint the master's grace."

A disciple with gray hair took a deep breath, seemingly intoxicated by the blood aura permeating the pool.

"I won't be polite then."

He took a step forward and directly stepped into the pool.

The other disciples also didn't want to fall behind and entered one after another.

"The pool is so big, don't fight with me!"

"Haha, such a strong blood aura. I feel full of strength all over my body."

"If we can cultivate here every day, even if we are False Dan cultivators, we can temper our bodies to be as strong as body cultivators of the same level."

"It itches, why do I feel like needles are pricking me?"

"Someone is pulling my leg!"

"My mana! My mana can't circulate!"

"Me too!"

"No! Don't!"

"Master, spare us, spare us!"

But there was no response, and all the voices gradually fell silent.

A series of bubbles emerged from the pool, followed by seven or eight blood cocoons emerging from the bottom of the pool, densely packed like demon eggs about to hatch.

Only the Ten Thousand Beast Soul Banner floating above the pool emitted a stronger brilliance.

Perhaps soon, with these sacrifices in the pool, it would launch an attack on the Spiritual Treasure rank.

The Soul Banner fluttered without wind, and a barely audible sigh came from inside. (End of this chapter)