Longevity Family: Let Her Live At The Beginning, Let Her Live

"Husband, my mother never really raised me since I was young. It was my father who raised me. Later, because of Master Yu Yan's incident, she often beat and scolded me. Later, my father grew closer to me and took care of me every day. As I grew older, she started to develop hatred towards me for some reason, and I don't know why.

There were even several assassination attempts, all orchestrated by her. The one when I was fifteen almost cost me my life. To avoid her, my father secluded himself in the mansion every day, actually to protect me and send me to the Six Sects. Unfortunately, my mother was too crazy, and my father brought me back."

Li Qiushui recounted the past events, and although her narration was plain, it was evident that they were shocking.

Since the first time Jun Yao became pregnant after sleeping with the Seventh Prince, they never slept together again. So, the personality of this Holy Maiden became more and more extreme, which had some reasons behind it.

"Your mother must have some kind of mental illness. But Qiushui, she treated you like that, and you spared her life," Zhang Ran said calmly.

In his previous life, he knew that some women suffered from a mental illness that led them to kill their own daughters. They would have hallucinations that their husbands were having affairs, when in fact, it was their own daughters. In the end, unable to bear the mental strain, they would kill their own daughters.

Jun Yao clearly had this tendency. Seeing her man with Li Qiushui every day, and considering that Li Qiushui was not inferior in appearance, a sense of jealousy and hatred naturally arose.

"Husband, it's because of my compassion as a woman."

"So, sparing her life is really not safe. Fortunately, I planted a slave seal on her soul. If she does anything suspicious, her soul will shatter. Even a Soul Formation cultivator can't break my slave seal. Qiushui, you've been delayed for a day. Go replenish the formation first. We'll go to the Cave Mansion Zhang Hua mentioned after this is over."

Zhang Ran's fluctuating battle aura alarmed the other four sects, and they all looked at him in shock. Some even sensed the aura of a Soul Formation cultivator.

Until the other three arrived at Evergreen Sect and asked about Hua Weimian, they were stunned to learn that it was Zhang Ran.

"It's only been fifteen years, and he has already reached this level. I'm afraid that even a typical Nascent Soul cultivator in the later stage wouldn't be his match," Wang Daoyi's face still showed a trace of astonishment.

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At First Heaven Sect, it was covered by a colorful barrier, a seal jointly arranged by the Great Qian Dynasty and other forces.

Although it was only a fifth-tier seal, it still had some effect. At least there were fewer demons and monsters in the Six Sects.

After Zhang Ran arrived here, he raised his hand and took out his seal, and a golden light shone from it.

The barrier of the seal opened a gap.

Zhang Ran leaped in. "Qiushui, wait for me nearby."

Maintaining the formation inside also took half a year, which was not much for cultivators.

After Zhang Ran entered, he found that there were already ten formation masters of different levels sitting cross-legged inside, including two Soul Formation cultivators.

The rest were all Nascent Soul cultivators, but they were all fifth-tier formation masters.

"Ninth Prince, you're a bit late," a hook-nosed old man opened his eyes and said.

"Some personal matters delayed me," Zhang Ran calmly landed in his position and began to form the formations.

They were completely isolated from the outside world, so these people didn't sense Zhang Ran's battle with Jun Yao.

After Zhang Ran arrived, they all took a closer look at this youngest fifth-tier formation master, who was also a rare Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage.

Usually, fifth-tier formation masters were very common in the later stage of Nascent Soul, and Soul Formation cultivators were second in line.

Seeing Zhang Ran's skilled movements, many people paid more attention.

"Ninth Prince, your formation skills don't seem like those of someone who just advanced," said a yellow-robed Daoist. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator from Tianyuan Temple.

Apart from him, the others were also surprised by Zhang Ran's techniques. They were not inferior to those of a senior fifth-tier formation master.

"The Ninth Prince is truly gifted in the field of formations,"

As time went on, they discovered that Zhang Ran did not hesitate at all. He decisively and accurately supplemented every formation pattern, without any mistakes.

Even two Soul Formation cultivators would have to observe for a long time before cautiously taking action to supplement the formations below. But Zhang Ran, after a quick glance, acted with precision.

Everyone was extremely shocked. Zhang Ran had the shortest cultivation time, and it was impossible for him to fully comprehend all the information on the fifth-grade formations. Yet, he seemed like a comprehensive encyclopedia of formations, and many obscure knowledge points couldn't stump him.

Originally, the work that would take half a year could be completed in three months at most with Zhang Ran's speed.

Just as Zhang Ran was diligently supplementing the formations, the system's prompt sounded.

[Congratulations, host, a seventh-grade spiritual root descendant is born.]

[Rewards: 140 years of cultivation experience, 140 years of lifespan, 140 years of alchemy experience.]

[Rewards: 700 dragon grass seedlings.]

Zhang Ran's current system only reminded him of descendants with seventh-grade spiritual roots or above. Otherwise, it would keep ringing and make him annoyed.

After checking the function of the dragon grass, it turned out to be a medicinal herb for nurturing demonic beasts, mainly for cultivating third-stage demonic beasts.

That is, those that would mature into Core Formation demonic beasts. It looked pretty good. The height of the dragon grass was half that of an adult man, and it had dragon-shaped patterns on it, hence the name dragon grass.

Although it was a medicinal herb for third-stage demonic beasts, other demonic beasts could also consume it during their juvenile period.

"Suddenly, there are seven hundred of them. The spiritual fields are not enough. I must find more spiritual veins."

One spiritual field can grow up to one thousand medicinal herbs. Currently, the Zhang family has a total of thirty-five spiritual fields, but there are only five spiritual fields capable of cultivating third-stage medicinal herbs.

This made Zhang Ran suddenly have a great desire for spiritual veins. The rewards from the system were too slow, so he had to find a way to investigate on his own.

Just as Zhang Ran was silently digesting his information, someone transmitted a message to him.

"Ninth Prince, I am Yang Xinglong from the Northern Moon Sect. I have a matter I would like to cooperate with Fellow Daoist. I don't know if you are interested."

Zhang Ran raised his head slightly and discreetly looked around. The person who transmitted the message was a middle-aged man in a white robe. When he saw Zhang Ran looking over, he nodded slightly.

The Northern Moon Sect is a force near the central region, with strength comparable to the Heavenly Demon Temple.

"Please speak. If it is feasible, I will consider it," Zhang Ran responded. He was not very interested in this kind of cooperation. It was nothing more than secret realms, cave mansions, and demonic beasts. It was more practical to have children at home.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Zhang, you must be interested in sixth-grade formations. However, sixth-grade formations are no longer something we can break through through learning. Sixth-grade formations originate from the innate formation patterns between heaven and earth. To break through, one must comprehend these innate formation patterns. I believe you are aware of this," Yang Xinglong transmitted.

Zhang Ran had also heard of it, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he could just have children.

Yang Xinglong continued, "A few Fellow Daoists and I saw a tribe of Thunderbird people half a year ago. In the depths of this tribe, we discovered traces of innate formation patterns. So we want to invite Fellow Daoist Zhang to go together. This is a large-scale demonic tribe, led by a peak fourth-stage Thunderbird person, and there are three early fourth-stage Thunderbird people. With you and me, there are already three Fellow Daoists who have agreed. I believe there won't be any problems with a total of five of us."

Zhang Ran pondered for a moment. He had no interest at all, so he said, "Why not invite the two Soul Formation elders? They are more experienced."

"Fellow Daoist is joking. If we go with someone who cannot match our strength, wouldn't that be seeking death?" Zhang Ran sneered inwardly. They must have thought I was only at the Nascent Soul early stage and easy to bully, so they invited me to join.

"Fellow Daoist, please consider it. This matter is somewhat dangerous. I apologize for not being able to give an immediate answer," Zhang Ran didn't want to offend anyone for no reason, so he said it tactfully.