Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

"I say, are you guys not tired walking so fast?"

Wearing a glamorous red dress, a foxy woman with two towering peaks on her chest, panting and bending her body, her right hand supporting the steep and smooth mountain wall, looked at the few people in front of her who showed no signs of fatigue, and couldn't help but ask.

Half a month ago, after the sect leader brought them to the foot of the mountain, he began to make them climb the sacred mountain on foot to temper their hearts.

At first, the woman in the red dress didn't pay much attention to it. After all, being valued by the sect leader was already beyond ordinary. Moreover, she had already reached the Soul Formation realm, and those who could reach this level naturally had a far superior temperament than ordinary people.

On the other hand, most of the others in the group were only at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul cultivation.

As for the little girl named Sun Qingruo who was brought by the sect leader, her cultivation level didn't even reach Nascent Soul.

Among the entire team, the only one who could barely match her was the Western Buddhist monk who had just entered the Soul Formation realm.

However...

As time went on...

The woman in the red dress gradually realized that things were not developing in the direction she had imagined.

Especially on the tenth day after climbing the mountain.

It was one thing for her to be left behind by the monk, but even Sun Qingruo, who was only at the Gold Core realm, surpassed her later!

And today, let alone surpassing them, even keeping up with their pace has become a luxury.

"Amitabha..."

Just then, a clear and gentle Buddhist chant suddenly came from ahead.

The woman in the red dress endured the fatigue raging in her body and looked up ahead.

She saw that the monk at the very front had stopped, with a hint of gentle smile that made people feel as if they were bathed in a warm spring breeze, and said softly,

"We still have a long way to go to the mountaintop. The higher we go, the stronger the suppression of the Great Dao becomes. If we each go our own way, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to complete the assessment given to us by the superior."

Saying that, he looked at the three people behind him and asked with a warm voice,

"I propose that the four of us travel together, taking turns to resist the suppression of the sacred mountain."

"What do the esteemed guests think?"

Sun Qingruo, dressed in a simple robe, and another thin and stern man couldn't help but stop their steps and turned their gaze to the monk at the same time.

However...

Before the two of them could speak, they heard the voice of the woman in the red dress, who was both charming and exhausted, from behind.

"I agree!"

The woman in the red dress stared at the monk with burning eyes, as if she was looking at her lover.

If she relied solely on herself, she didn't have much confidence in reaching the mountaintop. But if she could travel together, taking turns to resist the suppression of the Great Dao, the probability of reaching the top would definitely increase significantly!

Of course, if they couldn't come to an agreement, it didn't matter either.

She also had some cards up her sleeve.

The monk smiled gently, then looked at Sun Qingruo and the thin and stern man:

"Red Lotus has already agreed. What do Sun and Ye think?"

"If it's just the three of us, I have no objections. But if she's included, I won't accept it."

Ye Hong looked at the monk and pointed to the woman in the red dress behind him, his tone slightly cold and indifferent.

"Ye Hong! Do I have a grudge against you?!"

Upon hearing Ye Hong's words, Red Lotus couldn't care less about her own exhaustion. She pointed at the back of his head and cursed loudly.

"Amitabha, calm down."

The monk chanted softly, and soon, the Red Lotus, who had been constantly exerting herself, seemed to be restrained by some mysterious force, gradually calming down.

She glanced deeply at the young monk, activated her thoughts, dispersed that force, and then turned her head without saying a word.

The monk smiled slightly, then looked at Ye Hong, who was thin and stern, and said softly,

"Ye, do you have any prejudice against Red Lotus?"

"Not really."

Ye Hong's tone remained cold.

"I just can't stand people who gain without effort."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing these words, Red Lotus's expression instantly turned cold. At the same time, a faint spiritual pressure emanated from her, instantly enveloping Ye Hong.

The moment the spiritual pressure touched his body, Ye Hong felt as if he was carrying a towering mountain on his back and couldn't help but grunt.

"Amitabha..."

Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but chant another Buddhist chant, slowly dissipating that pressure, and said softly,

"The journey to the mountaintop is long, and it's probably still difficult for the three of us to reach it together."

"In addition... the benefactor Honglian possesses the ancient divine beast Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox bloodline. Falling behind us is merely due to not exerting full effort."

After Ye Hong mobilized his internal energy and slightly recovered, he didn't say anything further.

Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple turned to Sun Qingruo, who had remained silent beside him.

"What does Master Sun think?"

The latter shook his head slightly.

"In that case... we will rest here for a moment, wait for our condition to recover, and then continue to climb!"

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"It's time to end..."

A gentle and mellow voice slowly resounded.

Immediately, the five puppets suddenly emitted a bright light, changing their formation and firmly surrounding Ji Boying.

The leading silver-white golden puppet leaped high into the air, overlooking Ji Boying on the ground with a godly posture.

With a majestic and abundant spiritual power, accompanied by a powerful gust of wind, it not only condensed and gathered, but ultimately formed a gigantic wind cone nearly a hundred zhang long!

The moment the wind cone condensed, the members of the Wan Dao Commercial Guild still inside the City Lord's Mansion felt a tremendous suction continuously drawing in the surrounding air. The terrifying negative pressure made them unstable on their feet!

If they, who were hundreds of zhang away from the wind cone, felt this way, what about Ji Boying directly beneath it?

The four puppets representing water, fire, earth, and wood respectively, seeing that the golden puppet had already condensed its strongest attack, all made their moves, firmly binding and immobilizing Ji Boying.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't move an inch!

The old man in the sky, seeing that the timing was ripe, slowly raised his right hand and then suddenly dropped it.

In the next moment...

The golden puppet, like a shadow, lifted the hundred-zhang wind cone it had condensed in front of it and fiercely pushed it towards Ji Boying.

In that instant, centered around Ji Boying, an area with a radius of three hundred zhang became a vacuum zone, falling into silence.

Until...

The moment the wind cone landed on Ji Boying, the space visibly distorted and collapsed.

A sound explosion that could almost rupture eardrums resounded!

The raging airflow bloomed like an inverted mushroom cloud, turning the already dilapidated bluestone ground into powder, and then completely transforming into a sky-obscuring sandstorm...

And it was in that instant...

A dazzling golden-purple light flickered rapidly and intensely, so fast that even 99% of the people present didn't notice.

Although the old man in the sky noticed this dazzling light, he didn't pay it much attention.

This strike was no weaker than the full-force attack of a peak Soul Formation realm expert.

No matter how strong this young man was, he couldn't possibly withstand it!

Just like that...

The sound explosion and dust storm lasted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually showing signs of dissipating.

The members of the Erwuzi within the Town Spirit Array, as well as the core members of the Wan Dao Commercial Guild in the City Lord's Mansion, all instinctively turned their gazes towards the center of the inverted mushroom cloud composed of sand and dust.

In the blurry and hazy scene, a burly figure slowly emerged.

Then came the second figure, the third... the fifth!

The hearts of the people in the City Lord's Mansion sank.

Five figures appeared, but the one they most wanted to see was missing!

Could it be...

As for the Erwuzi within the Town Spirit Array, after seeing this scene, excitement and smiles uncontrollably gathered and expanded on their faces.

Finally, he's dead!

That person... is finally dead!

Hoo—

Just at that moment.

A gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly accelerated the dissipation of the inverted mushroom dust storm.

The originally blurry and hazy scene suddenly became incredibly clear to the naked eye.

The five puppets that were originally radiant now appeared like stone sculptures, dull and motionless...

As for the center of the stone sculptures...

There stood a figure as white as a transcendent immortal, aloof and independent from the world!

He looked up at the blue-robed old man in the sky and asked with a smile:

"So... this is the Qinghua Divine Sect?"