Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

Three days later...

In an unknown area within the territory of Dongcang Xuanzhou.

Ji Boying piloted the flying boat, swiftly shuttling through the sea of clouds like a streak of light across the horizon.

As for the beautiful woman and the other old man in black robes, they were either meditating with closed eyes or regulating their breath.

There was no choice, after all, Ji Boying had the "lowest" cultivation level among the three.

The laborious task of piloting the flying boat naturally fell on him.

Fortunately, the flying boat traveled in a straight line, only requiring a continuous supply of spiritual energy to keep it running, and at most, a bit of attention to the flying beasts and other monsters in the surroundings.

Ji Boying could also pilot the flying boat while studying the talisman scriptures and annotations.

Like this...

Ji Boying piloted the flying boat and shuttled through the sea of clouds for several days, until it passed over a mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles...

The beautiful woman, who had been meditating with closed eyes all along, slowly spoke in a gentle voice:

"After passing through that mountainous area ahead, we will enter the territory of demonic cultivators. Fellow Daoist Ji should raise the flying boat several hundred zhang higher to avoid being detected by them."

"Yes!"

Ji Boying politely responded and immediately increased the supply of spiritual energy, raising the flying boat several hundred zhang higher.

"It's no wonder you are the core disciple of the Dao Xuan Sect. Your spiritual energy is truly solid," the old man in black robes, who had been regulating his breath, said with a light laugh.

"When I was at your cultivation level, the flying boat I piloted could only be controlled continuously for ten days at most, and the height... was only two thousand zhang above the ground."

"Now, Fellow Daoist Ji has been piloting the flying boat for more than seven days, maintaining a height of over two thousand zhang, and his aura is still as stable as flowing water. Just now, he easily raised the flying boat several hundred zhang higher as requested by Fellow Daoist Qi. Even I, in my prime, couldn't achieve such calmness and ease."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan couldn't help but look at Ji Boying more.

If the old man hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have noticed these details.

Ordinary cultivators at the fourth level of Foundation Building, even if they could maintain their aura without disturbance after several days of continuous piloting, they would never be able to raise the flying boat's height so effortlessly.

It should be noted that the higher the flying boat is from the ground, the more spiritual energy it requires.

After continuously consuming spiritual energy for such a long time, suddenly increasing the supply would undoubtedly impose a considerable burden on oneself, and even... if the supply of spiritual energy was unstable, it could cause the flying boat to shake.

However...

None of these phenomena occurred!

Just as her thoughts were wandering, Ji Boying smiled and said:

"Elder Jiang overpraises me. I have been practicing calligraphy and painting three-star talismans all year round, so my control over spiritual energy is more refined than ordinary cultivators. Therefore... piloting the flying boat is also less laborious for me."

Of course, this was only one aspect.

The real reason was that Ji Boying had the physique of a Yuanwu Realm, and his absorption and conversion rate of spiritual energy was incomparable to those of ordinary Foundation Building cultivators.

"I see."

Jiang Muyuan smiled and stroked his beard. However, his flickering gaze was filled with disbelief.

There were not many fools among the cultivators who could reach the Gold Core stage.

But if the other party didn't say it, he wouldn't inquire either.

Who didn't have some secrets?

Like this...

The flying boat continued to shuttle through the clouds for some time.

However, since Jiang Muyuan's reminder, Ji Boying had been maintaining the refinement and supply of his spiritual energy at the level of an ordinary cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Building since that day.

It wasn't until seven or eight more days had passed, and his spiritual energy became completely chaotic, that Ji Boying handed over the piloting of the flying boat to Jiang Muyuan.

Fifteen days.

Comparable to the level of the later stage of Foundation Building.

As the core disciple of the Dao Xuan Sect, it seemed reasonable for him to achieve this.

Of course, whether the two elders believed it or not was their own business.

After taking a break, Ji Boying sat on the ground and began to reflect on the flaws in his recent flying boat journey.

Fortunately, Jiang Muniang is now a friend rather than an enemy, so this flying boat incident served as a wake-up call for him.

When acting, one must act the whole part, otherwise, if flaws are discovered, one will end up being a pig pretending to be a tiger and will truly become a pig.

However, it can also be understood that since Ji Boying truly began his cultivation and entered the treacherous world of cultivation, it has only been a few years.

His temperament and experience are still too immature. In other words, he has not completely escaped the identity of being an oppressed worker from his hometown.

Even after Goldfinger awakened, Ji Boying didn't go out much. He either refined pills and talismans or communicated with his two wives.

The people he interacts with are either seeking his abilities or befriending him because of his talent.

In such an environment, how can he develop the mentality of an experienced cultivator?

"It seems that I need to change my otaku style and interact more with the treacherous people outside in the future."

"Otherwise... even if one day I become the ceiling of this world, there will still be a risk of being sold."

"For example... what if my most trusted friends and relatives poison me? Or if someone stabs me in the back while hunting demons?"

"Cough cough... I've read too many novels."

As his thoughts wandered, several days passed.

On this day...

Jiang Muniang suddenly slowed down the speed of the flying boat and softly said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, Junior Ji, we will reach the Qian Dao Lake boundary in about half an hour."

Qi Yan stood at the edge of the deck and looked into the distance through the sea of clouds. Then, she took out two jade bottles from her storage ring and handed them to the two of them.

"These are Demon Transformation Pills."

"After taking them, you can change your original aura into a demonic aura. However... one Demon Transformation Pill can only last for half a month."

"Before the Demon Transformation Pill loses its effect, remember to take the next one."

Ji Boying took the Demon Transformation Pill and used his divine sense to scan the jade bottle. Surprisingly, there were nine pills.

In other words...

This time, they might stay in Qian Dao Lake for... four to five months?!

"So long!" Ji Boying couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Half an hour later...

Jiang Muniang stopped the flying boat in a jungle outside Qian Dao Lake.

Ji Boying took out a Demon Transformation Pill and threw it into his mouth. Immediately, a pungent and extremely stimulating smell spread in his mouth.

The nauseating impact almost made Ji Boying vomit on the spot.

Fortunately, this foul smell didn't last long. After just a few breaths, it completely dissipated.

Before long, Ji Boying felt his aura rapidly changing. After a few breaths, it was no different from a demonic cultivator!

Especially the faint killing intent, even if Ji Boying actively suppressed it, it would still leak out.

"Let's go!"

On the other side, Qi Yan, who had also taken the Demon Transformation Pill, spoke softly.

Not only did she and Jiang Muniang take the Demon Transformation Pill, but they also suppressed their cultivation to the Foundation Building stage.

If Ji Boying hadn't known in advance that they were Gold Core cultivators, he wouldn't have been able to tell just by looking at them.

This concealment technique is truly remarkable!

When there's free time, I should also find a better one.

The three of them were not far from the shore of Qian Dao Lake, only about ten miles away. In just a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the lakeside pier.

What surprised Ji Boying was...

All of them were righteous cultivators, wearing straw hats, yellow raincoats, and holding long bamboo poles.