Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

Canglong Outer City...

Wu Yuanyu, wearing a sky-blue robe, stood alone among six powerful cultivators of the demonic path.

Despite the constant pressure from the six, he remained calm and unmoved.

"You six underestimate me, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator," Wu Yuanyu said with a light smile, his hands behind his back.

"As core members of the Wan Dao Trading House, you are naturally not ordinary individuals. Although we are all at the Nascent Soul stage, I doubt anyone among us can match you in a one-on-one fight," said a hunchbacked old man with a high hump, wrinkled face, and a head full of white hair but no beard, with a sinister expression.

"Why waste time talking to him? Let's attack directly!" The old man's words seemed to make another armored cultivator feel embarrassed.

Without hesitation, he snorted and activated his spiritual power, rushing towards Wu Yuanyu without waiting for his companions to prepare.

Boom!

The armored cultivator threw a punch directly at Wu Yuanyu's arms, which were blocking his chest.

Ripples spread through the air, and in an instant, countless spiritual powers poured down, distorting the surrounding space into a vortex.

The other demonic cultivators, although dissatisfied with the impulsive actions of the armored cultivator, also summoned their own magical treasures and began to surround and attack Wu Yuanyu.

As a core member of the trading house, Wu Yuanyu's strength was superior to any one of them, even though they were all at the Nascent Soul stage.

The impulsive actions of the armored cultivator could easily lead to his immediate death at the hands of Wu Yuanyu.

Although they still had a great chance of killing Wu Yuanyu even if they lost one person, losing a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would be extremely detrimental to the ongoing battle to conquer Canglong Immortal City, and it would even slow down the progress that should have been made.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sounds of spiritual power explosions echoed one after another. In the clouds, flashes of colorful lights shimmered.

Like thunder striking.

Like flames surging.

Although it was extremely difficult to kill a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, sometimes two Nascent Soul experts could fight each other for several days without a clear winner.

But this was only the case when the strengths of both sides were equal and it was a one-on-one situation.

If it was a siege...

A slight mistake would result in death!

Therefore, Wu Yuanyu, who was surrounded by the six, gradually became more serious, his expression changing from calm to solemn.

In just the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, he began to fall into a disadvantage within the airtight encirclement of the six.

However...

As a core member of the trading house, how could he be easily killed by outsiders from other sects?

Wu Yuanyu suddenly opened his hands, and a vast amount of spiritual power surged out like a tsunami!

At the same time...

A golden light, as bright as the sun, rose from his chest.

It was his lifebound treasure that he had refined.

"Die!"

Seeing this, the armored cultivator did not retreat but instead shot forward like a missile, dragging a long tail of spiritual power, heading straight for Wu Yuanyu.

Facing the impact, Wu Yuanyu just sneered, allowing the armored cultivator to continuously attack him.

He made a move with both hands, and the golden light in front of him suddenly burst forth, instantly enveloping everyone present.

The demonic cultivators felt a tightness in their hearts, but when they realized that the golden light had no substantial effect on them, a look of confusion appeared on their faces.

Just as everyone was curious about what Wu Yuanyu was planning to do...

The armored cultivator had already rushed to Wu Yuanyu's front and threw a heavy punch at his chest.

However...

The expected scene of Wu Yuanyu being knocked back did not happen.

I only saw his figure twist for a moment, and then he disappeared directly from everyone's sight.

As for the golden light on his chest, it completely shattered and dissipated under the punch of the heavily armored cultivator.

"What's going on?"

The old man spoke in a deep voice.

He glanced around and in the next moment, his sinister pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw that the six people present had somehow found themselves inside a golden bell.

At this moment, a purplish-red flowing light appeared from above.

It was a piece of beast skin talisman paper covered in spiritual patterns.

Snap!

A crisp snapping sound came from somewhere.

In the next moment...

The beast skin talisman paper suddenly erupted, engulfing the entire golden bell in a sea of fire and purple lightning, instantly filling the entire space.

In the distance...

Wu Yuanyu looked at the six Nascent Soul cultivators who were annihilated in an instant and couldn't help but be amazed.

"The fire and thunder derivative talisman drawn by Mr. Ji is truly terrifying!"

"Just being of superior quality already has such power. If it were top quality... it truly deserves to be ranked in the top 20 of the Huiyue Ranking!"

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"It's still not working..."

Inside the bamboo building.

Ji Boying looked at the pile of burnt bamboo tubes on the table and once again entered a state of frustration.

"It's still too difficult to directly draw runes on the bamboo tubes."

"Even though my seal symbol skills have reached a level of mastery, if the spiritual patterns are distorted during the drawing process, their nature changes. Even if they can become talismans, their effects are very different from before."

"The idea of rotating and cutting magnetic field lines still doesn't work. Talismans are two-dimensional while generators are three-dimensional. They are not things of the same dimension, so if I want to connect them, I can only find another way..."

"Forget it."

Ji Boying let out a sigh and then stood up from the ground. He took out his identity token and transmitted his voice.

"Number 91 courtyard, remember to call Zixiao."

Since Li Yueyao broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, Ji Boying had completely treated the Number 91 courtyard as his place to vent.

At first, he felt a bit guilty because he didn't hold back at all during their fights, which seemed a bit heartless.

But...

As time went on.

Ji Boying discovered that no matter how he performed, Li Yueyao could always handle it with ease, and even enjoyed it...

The lingering guilt in his heart also dissipated.

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Due to the attack by demonic cultivators, flying was no longer prohibited inside the city and the residence.

Ji Boying descended from the back mountain with the wind and arrived at the Number 91 courtyard in less than half a stick of incense.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ji Boying saw Li Yueyao, Zixiao, and the other courtesans.

He was momentarily stunned, then remembered that he had told them not to leave this side of the courtyard.

Fortunately, this standalone courtyard was not as small as its name suggested. It had three sections, and there were about ten wing rooms alone, which was more than enough to accommodate the dozens of girls from the Phoenix Cry Pavilion.

As his thoughts turned, Ji Boying took a few steps forward, embraced Li Yueyao's waist, and walked towards the main house.

As for the other three courtesans, they obediently began preparing the bath tub, hot water, and flower petals in the nearby wing rooms.

After all...

Our young master Ji will have a refreshing water battle after the land battle.