Dao Companions Help Me Live Forever

Time flies.

The beast tide in the Xuan Yang realm has not stopped, and sporadic unfamiliar Monster Emperors have appeared.

Fortunately, there is Moon Jiutian City with Nascent Soul cultivator Moon Jiuzhi in charge. The territory is not large, and there is also the Golden Peng Monster Emperor pretending to be an opponent, so there are no foolish Monster Emperors who would offend both sides at the same time.

But Reimei City is in a miserable state.

Reimei True Monarch, relying on the family's inherited Spiritual Treasure, barely reached the Nascent Soul stage, but ultimately lacks the bravery of the past.

Facing the harassment of powerful Monster Emperors, he is truly unable to cope.

In the end, he had to rely entirely on the power of the Great Unity Society, and his position as the lord of the city became nominal.

With the continuous beast tide, now everyone knows that the Great Unity Society's Dao Soldier Legion has a very high cost-effectiveness.

Yu Xian practices one and rests for two, and even during his rest, he is still increasing the number of Mist Shadow Dao Soldiers for the Great Unity Society on an annual basis.

Although a team of Mist Shadow Dao Soldiers can only be considered a quasi-Nascent Soul, when facing a true Nascent Soul True Monarch or a Monster Race Monster Emperor, they still have the ability to resist, albeit with difficulty.

If one team can't win, can't ten teams win?

With the assistance of Reiyue True Monarch, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Independent Cultivator True Monarchs who were tempted by great benefits, several Monster Emperor powerhouses in Reimei City perished once again.

These Monster Emperors are treasures all over their bodies, which made the Independent Cultivator True Monarchs, who usually live a hard life, extremely happy.

But even so, Yu Xian's current strength can only protect two cities.

Of course, the main reason he works so hard is that he can purchase most of the Spirit Rice produced in the Spirit Fields of these two cities at a low price.

At the same time, in the face of the crisis, the crazy mining of various low and mid-level cultivation resources and spirit stones in various places has greatly increased their production.

Many of these mining outputs are bought low and sold high by the Great Unity Society, earning a large sum of money.

This is also the confidence for Yu Xian's crazy cultivation.

Furthermore, the more chaotic the situation, the more popular pills like Spirit Rice Dan become.

Everyone knows that when faced with danger, having a little more strength increases the chances of survival.

Spirit Rice Dan is more convenient and cheaper than spirit stones, so it naturally becomes popular.

In the chaos, the Great Unity Society is developing non-stop.

Especially the support of four hundred False Dan cultivators every year by the Great Unity Society.

In the past, some people thought that the Great Love True Monarch was just showing off and seeking fame.

But now, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is their greatest sense of security. They believe that the Great Love True Monarch has great foresight and anticipated the ambitions of the Monster Race and the changes in the beast tide.

If it weren't for the continuous injection of these False Dan cultivators into the branch halls of the Great Unity Society, the two cities would not have such a stable environment now.

As for Yu Xian himself, he has been living in Moon Jiutian City for a long time, occasionally returning to Great Love City to accept the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Dao from many newly promoted False Dan Perfected Beings at once.

He occupies the most abundant Moon Jiutian Peak, practicing vigorously every day, almost monopolizing ninety percent of the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins. Others can only get a meager amount, and the effect is similar to that of an ordinary Rank Three spiritual vein.

Moon Jiutian Monarch explains to the outside world that she is practicing a powerful secret technique, and the time is uncertain.

As for compensation, it will be given when the secret technique is completed.

It's not that she wants to bully people, but the landlord's family has no surplus food.

Now, whether it is the spirit stones brought in by the Great Unity Society or Moon Jiuzhi's private funds, all the funds will be used as Yu Xian's cultivation resources.

Compensation is definitely there, but it has to wait until Yu True Monarch becomes Venerable.

But to be honest, in the face of the race against time and the increasingly tense reserve of spirit stones, those who didn't directly snatch from them can be considered as Yu True Monarch's generosity and bottom line.

Although many people have objections, and even went so far as to use various relationships with the Profound Yang Sect to try to shake Moon Jiuzhi's opinion.

After all, most people settled in Moon Jiutian City because of the favorable environment of the Rank Four spiritual veins.

But now, Moon Jiuzhi doesn't care about the sect's orders, so why would she care about various miscellaneous relationships within the sect?

Her lack of empathy and narrow circle of contacts have become advantages at this moment.

Some people want to plead with her, but they can't find intermediaries.

Without personal relationships to burden her, she doesn't need to give face to anyone.

At this moment, her husband's breakthrough is the most important.

This is the Soul Formation Realm!

She, Pure Yang True Monarch, Gui Ji, and countless Nascent Soul True Monarchs have dreamed of reaching this realm.

And she is about to witness it with her own eyes!

So the cost of living in Moon Jiutian City is still high, but the biggest benefit is intermittent. Many people cannot accept it. Coupled with the threat of the beast tide, they take the opportunity to sell their properties in Moon Jiutian City and prepare to run to deeper areas of the Jiuyang Domain.

This action has caused a continuous outflow of population from Moon Jiutian City.

But Moon Jiuzhi doesn't care.

The cultivation activities on Moon Jiutian Peak are still grand, and the spiritual energy of the entire Rank Four spiritual vein continuously transforms into Yu Xian's mana.

Just like that, eighteen years have passed.

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From the Jinpeng Demon Vein, flying straight west for 260,000 miles, one can see a towering giant tree that reaches the heavens and covers the sky, known as the Wutong Divine Tree.

Ancient books say that the phoenix perches on the wutong tree, eating the essence of cultivation and drinking the spring of nectar.

Although the Phoenix Demon Lord has not yet become a true divine phoenix, her noble bloodline ultimately makes her Cave Mansion have some allusions.

It is said that the Wutong Divine Tree has a lifespan of millions of years, or even longer. It is an ancient divine object that has existed since the beginning of a realm, with vast divine abilities and infinite power.

The branches and leaves of the Wutong Divine Tree extend for hundreds of miles in all directions, with roots extending for thousands of miles. Countless gentle creatures and spirits rely on the power of the Wutong Divine Tree to form a unique small ecosystem.

Legend has it that the Phoenix Demon Lord was originally just an ordinary bird with common bloodline. It was only after obtaining a drop of true phoenix blood on the Wutong Divine Tree that she was reborn in blood and became the Phoenix Demon Lord of today.

It is also because of the reliance on the Wutong Divine Tree that the Phoenix Demon Lord dares to take a different path in the Monster Race, attempting to solve the bloodline curse that has lasted for nearly ten thousand years.

But judging from her current situation, it is obvious that she has failed.

The fate of a failure is to bear the fate of a failure.

Among the crisscrossing branches of the Wutong Divine Tree, a swing woven from vines hangs down.

A fairy-like woman in green sits on the swing, looking at the distant glowing clouds. Her flawless palm holds the swing rope lightly, gently swaying. Her feet do not touch the ground, and her fingers are small and round, like beautifully carved jade.

She is the Phoenix Demon Lord who is rumored to be undergoing Nirvana.

She, with her own strength, delayed the battle between the Phoenix Beast Realm and the Jiuyang Domain for more than five thousand years, a freak among the Monster Race.

She was originally a unique spirit of heaven and earth, with a bright future, the most hopeful existence in the Monster Race to break through the Monster Race curse and successfully ascend to the higher realm. But for a group of monsters and humans who have nothing to do with her, she delayed herself for a full five thousand years.

"You are about to die."

The bark next to her twisted and turned into an old human face, the tree spirit of the Wutong Divine Tree.

"Is it worth it?"

"I don't know."

A faint smile appeared on the face of the Phoenix Demon Lord, like a young girl who had just left home and knew nothing about the world, with clear eyes.

"I just feel that the world shouldn't be like this."

She pouted her small mouth, now resembling a child who hasn't eaten candy, with her own little troubles.

"But unfortunately, I am too weak, so now they are all coming to bully me."

She clenched her fist and said angrily,

"If I were as powerful as Grandpa Tree, whether it's the Venerables of the human race or the Demon Lords of the Monster Race, they would all listen to me obediently."

A cunning look appeared in her eyes as she coquettishly pleaded with the big tree.

"Grandpa Tree, can you help me? This time, help me drive them away."

The old man's face smiled bitterly, "Isn't it enough for me to help you all these years? If it weren't for me helping you share the power of the curse, you wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long. For you, I have already offended..."

As if touching on some taboo, he dared not mention it again, only saying,

"I am just a tree."

"I know, you are just a tree."

The Phoenix Demon Lord pouted her chin and muttered, but she didn't complain too much.

The Wutong Divine Tree is an ancient divine object with profound power, even the Demon Lord is no match for it.

His only flaw is that he is too large to transform, so he has been trapped in this place for his entire life, unable to move.

But it is also because of his protection that she still has a trace of strength in such a weak state.

Otherwise, those Demon Lords would have come long ago to destroy her soul, drain her bloodline, and condense a new Demon Lord for the Monster Race.

But Grandpa Tree cannot protect her forever; he also has his own difficulties.

This path was chosen by her.

Now it seems that when she decided to bear most of the Monster Race bloodline curse alone, it meant that her life had entered a countdown.

"The calamity of ten thousand years, is it really unavoidable?"

The Phoenix Demon Lord murmured to herself, asking herself, and also asking the Wutong Divine Tree.

"I don't care about the struggle between humans and demons. Humans eat demons, and demons eat humans. I don't care about all of that.

These are all the laws of nature, the cycle of all things.

But why must humans and demons hate each other, be enemies for generations, and never stop? Why does this world have to become so ugly?

Whether it is humans or demons, they should have the freedom to choose."

The old man's face sighed and said leisurely:

"Freedom is a luxury for the strong."

"If you want to give freedom to all beings, you must become the most powerful existence."

"Qinghuang, you haven't done anything wrong. No one is at fault. You just couldn't choose, you were just too weak."

"Perhaps only beings like the master can truly enjoy freedom."

The Wutong Divine Tree had once been briefly inhabited by a true spirit phoenix by chance. Since then, it unilaterally recognized that true spirit phoenix as its master and has remembered it ever since, never forgetting.

It treated Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, so well.

There must be some similarity between Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, and its master.

Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, still had that faint smile on her face.

"Grandfather Tree, since I am about to undergo Nirvana, please tell me the story of that person. You should know that after Nirvana, all my memories will be erased, and everything will start anew.

Just satisfy my final curiosity, okay?"

Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, was not a true phoenix after all, and her Nirvana Divine Ability was not as all-powerful as the legends say.

After Nirvana, all her memories were erased, like a newborn infant. Only the ancient memories passed down in her bloodline protected her and allowed her to grow smoothly.

Only when she reaches a higher realm in her cultivation can she have a slight chance of recovering her current memories.

Seeing Qinghuang, the Demon Lord's smile, the old man couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

He still remembered the time when the two of them met, he was asleep waiting for his master.

He didn't know if it was hundreds or thousands of years.

At that time, time had lost its meaning for him.

This reckless little bird stumbled into his territory and accidentally swallowed a drop of blood left by his master.

He felt that this was a sign left by his master for him.

So the little bird grew happily under his protection.

With her, his time gained meaning.

In the blink of an eye, the once reckless little bird had become today's Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, and her life was coming to an end.

But in the face of her final request, he still didn't agree.

"I can't tell you too much. I can only tell you that the Great Calamity of Ten Thousand Years was not caused by that person alone, nor can it be stopped by that person alone. It is a struggle of luck between humans and demons. Whoever wins will become the ruler of this world.

This is the trend of heaven and earth, like the rising and setting of the sun, no one can stop it.

Everything you are doing now is like an insect trying to stop a carriage..."

"Overestimating your own abilities."

Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, shook her slender, white feet and didn't seem to care.

"But I do these things because I want to. Whether I can stop it or not, I will do it if I want to.

Grandfather Tree, you told me that as a human or a demon, as long as I'm happy, it's enough.

And I am happy now."

"By the way, Grandfather Tree, I saw a Monster Emperor before who had a very weak curse power on him, almost as strong as a Demon King. I think he may have found a way to solve the bloodline curse."

Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, mentioned a Monster Emperor who came to visit her more than twenty years ago.

But at that time, she was already planning to undergo Nirvana, and she had too many traitors under her, making it difficult for her to distinguish who was loyal to her and who was not, so she didn't see any of them.

She protected these Monster Emperors simply because she wanted to, without expecting loyalty in return.

So even when she was betrayed, she only saw it as their choice and didn't feel any anger or sadness.

But that Monster Emperor still piqued her interest.

She had been studying the bloodline curse for so many years, and the most she could do was suppress and transfer the curse, but she couldn't find a way to resolve it.

If it were before, she would definitely have investigated thoroughly.

She had done such things before, often disguising herself as a human and going to the human territory to study and discuss, even letting the other Monster Emperors in her Beast Realm go there to exchange and learn.

She even established a Monster Race branch in the Nine Yang Immortal Sect's academy specifically for her Monster Race underlings.

But now she had no time.

However, she still made some secret moves.

Thinking of this, Qinghuang, the Demon Lord, pursed her lips and glanced sneakily at the old man's face, like a child who had stolen a candy.

If Grandfather Tree knew about her little actions, he would probably be very angry.

But as she said, she wanted to do it.

Upon hearing Qinghuang, the Demon Lord's words, the old man sighed.

"I have said before that the power of the bloodline curse is extremely high, and to unravel it, one must reach an equal or even higher level of power. If you focus on your cultivation and don't touch this bloodline curse, you would have long reached the pinnacle of this realm."

"When the time comes, no matter what you want to do, it will be much simpler than it is now."

However, the Qinghuang Demon Lord suddenly reached out and touched the old man's face, saying, "Tree Grandfather, do you really think I don't know? The deeper my cultivation, the stronger the curse you bear. If I truly reach that level, you will probably die."

The old man's face froze for a moment, his voice becoming somewhat panicked.

"Nonsense, I am the Phoenix Tree, rooted in the earth with boundless power. Even that person would have to give me some face. Your curse as a mere Demon Lord cannot harm me."

The Qinghuang Demon Lord leaned against the old man's face, looking at the distant glow that permeated the sky, blocking all prying eyes.

This was the sanctuary that Tree Grandfather had built for her.

Without this sanctuary, with her current state, she wouldn't stand a chance against any Demon Lord who came her way.

"Tree Grandfather, Little Huang'er wants to ask you to agree to one last thing."

"What is it?"

The old man's face suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Don't blame Little Huang'er, just consider it me being willful once again."

The Qinghuang Demon Lord lightly kissed the old man's face, still smiling nonchalantly.

"Tree Grandfather, remember not to get angry, okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Qinghuang Demon Lord's body gradually faded away, like fireflies flying into the night sky, beautiful yet sorrowful.

This body turned out to be the Primordial Spirit of the Qinghuang Demon Lord.

And at this moment, as the final moments of Nirvana arrived, her Primordial Spirit would also return to nothingness along with her bloodline.

"Little Huang'er..."

The old man's face showed a sad expression.

But suddenly, his face stiffened, then turned frantic!

"Little Huang'er!"

The branches and leaves of the Phoenix Tree trembled, and the surrounding glow within a thousand miles turned into divine radiance, filled with a dangerous aura.

Countless specks of light surged from the crown of the Phoenix Tree, gradually condensing into a hazy figure. Upon closer inspection, it was a gentle-faced young man.

But at this moment, his face was in a panic, with a hint of fear.

He waved his hand, causing the crown of the tree to shake and split apart, revealing a huge nest in the middle, built with branches and leaves of the Phoenix Tree, radiating divine light and full of vitality.

Inside the nest, a green phoenix bird was curled up, lying down.

The phoenix bird was only a hundred feet long, with green feathers all over its body, resembling the colors of a peacock. Its tail dragged three long colorful feathers, which were now weakly drooping on the ground.

And this was the true form of the Qinghuang Demon Lord.

As the Primordial Spirit of the Qinghuang Demon Lord dissipated, her true form also began Nirvana.

A formless flame slowly rose from her abdomen, burning her entire body, but not harming any other objects in the nest.

This was the Flame of Nirvana.

The true form of the Qinghuang Demon Lord turned into nothingness within the flames, leaving behind only three colorful feathers.

Apart from that, there was nothing.

The young man in the radiance stared blankly at the three colorful feathers on the ground, unable to maintain his calmness despite his millions of years of experience.

"How could this happen?!"

Normally, after the Nirvana of the Qinghuang, she would leave behind an egg, an egg that inherited all her bloodline.

The young man had long been prepared to raise the Qinghuang again.

This time, he had learned from his previous experience and would never let the Qinghuang secretly run to the outside world again.

With his protection, even a calamity of ten thousand years would not harm her.

When the calamity passed, the Qinghuang would Transcend Tribulation Ascend, and she could still search for her master's traces, telling her that in a certain world, a tree had been waiting for her for many, many years.

But now, the egg was gone!

Boom!

The earth trembled, as if countless giant pythons were surging underground, trying to break through the soil.

Hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles!

Crazy power was brewing.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and countless thunder serpents danced wildly, gradually forming a pair of eyes condensed from thunder.

If Yu Xian had the fortune to witness this scene, he would find that these eyes were remarkably similar to the Heavenly Dao Eyes he had seen when absorbing Heavenly Dao spiritual energy. (End of this chapter)