Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

Qiandao Lake, on a high mountain in the Western Region.

Ji Boying glanced at the nearby lakeside boundary and said, "Fellow Daoist Su, can I consider this assessment a success?"

Su Ling chuckled softly. "To truly comprehend what spiritual patterns are within a quarter of an hour and become a core member of the Wan Dao Pavilion, that is already sufficient. In my opinion... it can barely be considered qualified."

'Just barely qualified? How high are your standards?' Ji Boying couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However...

Just as he was about to continue fleeing towards the outskirts of Qiandao Lake, he heard Su Ling's voice again.

"The assessment ends here."

"Suppressing your true self, restraining your nature, not only does it not benefit your talisman path, but it also hinders your progress in swordsmanship and breeds inner demons."

She looked at the approaching group of demonic cultivators in the distance and continued, "From now on, Fellow Daoist Ji, you no longer need to be bound by my rules."

"How you handle this group of demonic cultivators is up to your own judgment."

"Up to my own judgment?" Ji Boying murmured, his gaze also falling on the group of demonic cultivators.

Crowded together...

In his eyes, they were all walking experiences in the path of the sword!

However...

Slaughter was not the path he pursued.

If he were to kill these demonic cultivators solely for the sake of swordsmanship experience, it would truly breed inner demons in the future.

Freedom was important.

But...

Not crossing the line was even more important!

He wouldn't show mercy to those who wanted to kill him.

Just like a dog that wanted to bite him.

The dog only barked a few times and didn't take any actual action, so he could simply ignore it, there was no need to lower himself to the level of an animal.

But...

If this animal didn't know its place and insisted on coming to bite him, even if it was his own pet, he would absolutely show no mercy!

With this thought in mind, Ji Boying casually took out a three-star superior-grade Exploding Flame Talisman from his storage ring.

He flicked his finger towards the direction of the group of demonic cultivators.

In an instant...

A ball of fire burst into the air, scorching the surrounding void into distortion.

The group of demonic cultivators saw this scene and their faces were filled with shock. Many of them, who only had Foundation Building cultivation or were at the early stage of Gold Core, quickly stopped in their tracks after witnessing the power of this Exploding Flame Talisman.

Of course...

That was only a part of them.

There were still some who held onto a glimmer of hope, were driven by greed, or had completely gone mad.

Even though their lives were threatened by this Exploding Flame Talisman, they continued to charge forward without hesitation.

Ji Boying simply gave a cold look at the group of people, then took out the Condensing Water Sword from his storage ring.

In the next moment, he took a step forward.

His Qi and blood suddenly burst forth, reaching the peak of the Yuan Martial Realm!

Not only that, even the suppressed sword qi within his body poured out without reservation.

Su Ling, who was beside him, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

This Ji talisman master...

He really is surprising!

This sword intent is even purer than Li Pu's back then!

Swordsmanship, talisman path, body refining, cultivation methods...

If he were to specialize in one, would his achievements be even higher?

Boom!

As his thoughts flowed, Ji Boying suddenly took another step forward.

In the next moment...

Sword qi erupted from his body, and he turned into a streak of light, rushing towards the crowd in the distance!

His speed was so fast that even the surrounding air emitted a sharp and piercing explosion!

Almost in the blink of an eye.

Ji Boying had already rushed to the center of the group of demonic cultivators.

With his realm already overwhelming, coupled with the enhancement of swordsmanship, it was simply a crushing blow!

Wherever the sword energy passed, it was like breaking dead branches and decaying wood. Even those in the later stage of Gold Core would die upon contact!

From this day on...

The hearts of the demonic cultivators in Qiandao Lake not only gained an additional layer of shadow.

But also a figure in a green robe, wielding a sword.

Just one sword, and there were no survivors below Nascent Soul!

---

At that time...

Sun Qingchen, who was controlling the Azure Dragon Shuttle, finally arrived at the scene.

When he saw Ji Boying being chased by a group of Gold Core cultivators, his heart tightened.

As for Ji Boying, he had wanted to get rid of him since the time in Fulong City!

However, due to some personal matters afterwards, this matter was left unresolved.

But what he never expected was that the little two-star alchemist from Fulong City, who had robbed him of his business and spirit stones, had obtained some great opportunity. Not only did he leave Fulong Ridge alive, but he also became a core guest of the Azure Dragon Branch of the Wan Dao Trading Company!

It was one thing to rob him of his business and spirit stones in Fulong City.

Now, in the Azure Dragon Immortal City, he even wanted to take his woman!

This was unbearable, absolutely unbearable!

No matter what, he had to personally kill this beast!

Thinking of this, Sun Qingchen was about to increase his spiritual power and accelerate the Azure Dragon Shuttle.

But at this moment, a ball of fire rose into the sky, directly blocking his path.

The scorching temperature made the Azure Dragon Shuttle tremble, and even the bow of the ship was damaged due to being the first to bear the brunt.

Without thinking too much, Sun Qingchen quickly retreated with the Azure Dragon Shuttle.

He planned to continue the pursuit after the fire cloud dissipated.

However, he may have thought this way, but others did not.

Those demonic cultivators who had been confused by the Nascent Soul spirit weapon were unwilling to waste time. They directly bypassed the fire cloud and rushed forward.

When Sun Qingchen saw this scene, his face changed.

But...

Just as he was about to follow them.

A streak of light rushed towards him from a distance.

Immediately after, he saw...

A flash of sharpness, followed by a mist of blood!

Thousands of Foundation Building and Gold Core demonic cultivators, in the blink of an eye, were reduced to a bloody mess!

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Hundreds of miles away from Qiandao Lake...

Ji Boying piloted the flying boat, leisurely taking Su Ling towards the Azure Dragon Immortal City.

As for the demonic cultivators from Qiandao Lake and the Heavenly Demon Sect?

Unless their brains were fried, even if they were Nascent Soul ancestors, they would have to think twice.

Of course...

If they joined forces, they were quite confident in being able to keep Ji Boying. But... who would bear the cost?

Ji Boying risking his life with one sword couldn't guarantee that he would be able to take down one of them, but there was a 99% chance.

As long as they didn't have a death wish, who would be willing to take that risk?

Cultivation was not easy.

Cultivating to Nascent Soul was even harder.

A lifespan of 1,600 years seemed long, but when the end was near, one would realize how short it actually was.

As humans...

As long as they could get by, they would become more and more afraid of death.

If life became comfortable, they would cherish it even more.

Just like Ji Boying now, even if his daily life was the same, he still wanted to live forever.

While Ji Boying controlled the flying boat, he recalled his previous sword strike.

"Indeed, sword cultivators are always the most cool and stylish!"

"In the game I played back in my hometown, there was a game based on the novel by Gu Long. Sword cultivators were particularly popular for a while, but the players' enthusiasm remained high, not for any other reason, just because they were cool!"

"I wonder if my sword strike looked cool in the third-person perspective..."

Rubbing his chin, Ji Boying looked at Su Ling with a somewhat envious gaze.