Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Old Crow? What are you doing here, you old geezer!" The voice in the fiery cloud suddenly rose, sounding rather exasperated.

"Little Red Cloud, did you miss your Daoist priest! Wahahaha!" An old Daoist in a green robe suddenly jumped out from the horizon, arriving behind Zhang Yuanjing in the blink of an eye, while that string of ambiguous laughter landed behind him.

Zhang Yuanjing raised his head and looked, clearly seeing the appearance of the person who came—it was none other than Fire Crow Daoist, the Nascent Soul ancestor of Qiongshan. Fire Crow Daoist lowered his head and nodded to him, making a gesture that meant there was no need to worry.

"You old, useless piece of junk, you have no proper manners in front of the younger generation, aren't you ashamed!" The voice in the fiery cloud said angrily, the aloof demeanor of an otherworldly expert completely disappearing after Fire Crow Daoist appeared.

"What's there to be ashamed of! You and I have been old buddies for hundreds of years, what jokes are we afraid of!" Fire Crow Daoist said with a grin.

"Hmph! You old fellow, after more than sixty years, you're still so lazy! What, is this junior related to you? You rushed over here, are you trying to protect him?"

The fiery cloud contracted, becoming smaller and smaller, revealing an old man in a long red robe with red hair and a red face. This person looked to be in his fifties, quite tall, with a straight nose and thick lips, and a pair of triangular eyes that revealed a sharp and aggressive aura.

"Hehe, he does have some relationship with this old Daoist! How about this, for the sake of this old Daoist, Fire Cloud Supreme, don't make things difficult for him!" Fire Crow Daoist still had a grinning look, not caring about Fire Cloud's coercion at all.

"Old Crow, could it be that you've taken a fancy to something on this junior and want to take it all for yourself? That's a bit too much! Since you're here too, finders keepers, let's split it fifty-fifty!" Fire Cloud Supreme said tentatively, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Fire Crow Daoist sneered, revealing a disdainful expression: "Do you think this old Daoist is as worthless as you, still wanting to rob a junior's belongings? This old Daoist is here to stop you, you shameless old bastard, from doing something that would disgrace the reputation of the Three Mountains and Seven Caves."

"Hehe, you old crow, you never get up early without a benefit. Could it be that you want to cling to the people behind this junior? Tell me, what's his background? I, Fire Cloud, am not some noble person, I can also lower myself and follow the trend. Even if I have to stoop to being a bodyguard for a junior, I can do it! Come, tell me! Don't think about swallowing the benefits all by yourself!"

At this time, Fire Cloud Supreme's aura had subsided a bit, his face showing a curious look, and he glanced at Zhang Yuanjing below a few times.

A look of triumph flashed in Fire Crow Daoist's eyes, but he said in a mocking tone: "You've already attached yourself to the Five Sects, do you want to change to a new master so quickly?"

Fire Cloud Supreme didn't take it to heart, but instead said as a matter of course: "What's wrong with that! Compared to the inheritance of the Great Dao, these are just minor details! You tell me about this junior's background, so I can compare them. Since I'm going to rely on someone, I have to choose a thicker thigh!"

"Hehe, Little Red Cloud, why bother! You've been carefree your whole life, but now that you're old, you want to tie yourself to someone else's chariot, be restrained by others, be at their beck and call, and risk your life for them. Wouldn't that be a disgrace to your later years!" Fire Crow Daoist said, half mocking and half lamenting.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, you old fellow didn't agree to the Five Sects' offers because you thought they were offering too little! Now that you've met someone who's offering more, you're taking the initiative to come over, afraid that they won't like you!" Fire Cloud Supreme seemed to have been told his secret thoughts by Fire Crow Daoist, and was very unhappy.

Fire Crow Daoist looked at his old nemesis, who was obviously aging, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He was fifty years older than Fire Cloud. He went to the Profound Yin Cave first, and returned to achieve False Core, while Fire Cloud entered the Profound Yin Cave sixty years later, and also achieved False Core.

After entering the Nascent Soul stage, the progress of the two people's cultivation was almost neck and neck, entering the mid-Nascent Soul stage after two hundred years, and then there was no further progress. Now, he is more than five hundred and fifty years old, with no hope of Nascent Soul in this life. Fire Cloud is slightly younger, also over five hundred years old, and the road ahead is渺茫 (bleak).

The two of them cultivated fire techniques, and their disciples also followed the path of fire attribute techniques, so they often had disputes over resource competition. The two had fought a lot over this for hundreds of years, but their strengths were similar, and neither could do anything to the other. Even if they could determine the winner, they would never fight to the death, and they became a pair of old rivals.

As they got older, and there were no outstanding talents among the younger generation, the two had to personally take action to seek opportunities for their disciples, hoping that someone could stand out and continue the inheritance they had created with their own efforts, so as not to end up with their bodies dying and their techniques dissipating.

Fire Cloud Supreme was unruly by nature, and ignored the Five Sects all his life, but in the end he had no choice but to rely on the Five Sects in exchange for a few Enlightenment Pills. The sadness in his heart can be imagined!

"Fire Cloud, you're thinking too much! I don't know what kind of background he has. This old Daoist is here just to sell a favor and make a deal with him!" The grin on Fire Crow Daoist's face suddenly faded, his face full of solemnity, and he repeatedly urged, "Stop rambling, this old Daoist advises you to go back where you came from! With this old Daoist here, you can't hurt him!"

Fire Cloud Supreme sneered: "I'm thinking too much? Hehe, three of me are not as cunning as you old crow! Since you want to swallow the benefits alone, then show me what you've got, and let me see if you've made any progress in the past sixty years!"

The two knew each other well, and didn't bother with the feigned attacks and probes. They came up with big moves one after another.

Fire Cloud Supreme opened his mouth and spat out his natal magic weapon, the Water-Fire Pearl. The pearl was white overall, with four extremely small flame flowers printed on the top, bottom, left, and right. As he continuously cast spells, the four flames jumped as if they were alive, releasing smoky and misty fire energy, turning into a cloud of raging red clouds, covering Fire Crow Daoist.

Fire Crow Daoist's natal magic weapon was a black iron gourd, more than two feet long, suspended in mid-air, emitting scorching fire energy all over its body. The mouth of the gourd opened, spraying out hundreds of thousands of small fire crows. These fire crows were made purely of raging flames, only half a foot in size, with complete eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, lifelike and full of spirituality. As soon as they came out of the gourd, they spread their wings and flew towards the red cloud, constantly pecking at it.

The red cloud kept shrinking, while the fire crows became bloated. After ten or so breaths, there was a series of continuous "bang bang bang bang" sounds, and one fire crow after another suddenly exploded, turning into small flames, flying and scattering in the sky, and quickly extinguished with a hiss.

On Fire Cloud Supreme's side, the Water-Fire Pearl continuously generated fire clouds. On Fire Crow Daoist's side, he continuously released fire crows. The red cloud was rapidly shrinking after being pecked by the fire crows, but it quickly expanded under the replenishment of the Water-Fire Pearl. Once the fire crows swallowed too much red cloud, they would explode, and then be annihilated by the water vapor in the red cloud. As soon as they came up, the two fought an extremely dangerous battle of attrition, with no fancy changes, purely a collision of cultivation and magic weapons.

In an instant, two groups of flames fought fiercely in mid-air, burning a piece of the sky red, which was quite beautiful.

Zhang Yuanjing watched from below with secret shock, only feeling that the strength of these two people was not much worse than that of Martial Uncle Yu Tianwan of the Xuan Tian Sect. The fire cloud was profound and mysterious, combining the power of water and fire; the fire crow was agile, condensing the essence of beast fire. The two were indeed leaders among rogue cultivators, truly one in a million geniuses.

The two fought for half an hour, and the two groups of flames always maintained their battle lines without moving.

"Hahaha, Old Crow, it's been decades since I've seen you, but your cultivation hasn't improved at all!" Fire Cloud Supreme laughed loudly.

Fire Crow Daoist immediately retorted: "Little Red Cloud, you've been busy running errands for others for the past ten years, and not only has your cultivation not improved, but in this old Daoist's opinion, it has regressed by three points! You are destined to lose today's battle!"

"Oh, it seems that you old fellow has practiced some new tricks, hurry up and show them to me! I'd like to ask for your guidance!" Fire Cloud Supreme said indifferently.

"Originally, I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to be so shrewd and actually guessed it in advance! Not bad, not bad, you deserve to be this old Daoist's old buddy for hundreds of years, like the lice on this old Daoist's body! Wahahaha, here I come, take this!"

Fire Crow Daoist looked excited, his face flushed, chanting words in his mouth, and continuously casting spells into the black iron gourd. The gourd vibrated a few times, and no longer sprayed out fire crows.

And the red cloud, taking advantage of this intermission, actually soared by three points, suddenly甩开 (shrugging off) the fire crows around it, and crashed towards Fire Crow Daoist.

At this time, the gourd, which had stopped for a breath, suddenly contracted, and then shook violently, the mouth of the gourd became several times larger, spraying out a dark golden fire light. This fire light turned into a huge fire crow in the air, about three or four feet long, its strong wings vibrating, like a divine bird, stretching its head and pecking at the oncoming fire cloud, smashing it with a peck, and then flapping its wings and flying towards Fire Cloud Supreme.

Fire Cloud Supreme pretended to be relaxed, sneering: "Petty tricks, nothing more than that!"

But in his heart, he was extremely solemn, carefully rotating the Water-Fire Pearl, his magic power like a flood, pouring into it crazily. The Water-Fire Pearl turned faster and faster, and at its extreme, the flame pattern was still, turning a white pearl into a fiery red ball. Then, one fire bullet after another, the size of a foot, was thrown out of the fire ball, hitting the giant crow.

At first, the giant crow could still raise its head and peck, smashing the incoming fire bullets. Later, the fire bullets became faster and faster, and there were more and more of them. The giant crow couldn't take care of the top and bottom, couldn't take care of the front and back, and was constantly hit by the fire bullets. Before long, the giant crow was beaten to pieces and had to shrink its size to maintain its agility. In this way, when it reached the Water-Fire Pearl, the fire crow was only about a zhang in size.

Fire Cloud Supreme shouted loudly, reaching out and拍 (slapping) the Water-Fire Pearl. Immediately, a white silk flew out,抽 (whipping) the fire crow. The fire crow screamed "嘎呀", and there was a sizzling sound on its body, the flames quickly湮灭 (annihilating), leaving only a foot-long crow's head, which, with the force of the impact, crashed into the Water-Fire Pearl. The Water-Fire Pearl flashed white light all over, trembled twice, and returned to its original appearance.

Looking at Fire Cloud Supreme again, his red face was slightly pale, his aura dropped, and he looked a little weak. As for Fire Crow Daoist, he also showed a tired look, but his hands were still continuously casting spells to maintain the black iron gourd's磅礴 (powerful) firepower.

At this moment, both of them understood that they were still unable to do anything to their opponent, just like before. Continuing to fight would only waste time. However, if they fought to a draw, Fire Crow Daoist would have won this round.

Fire Cloud Supreme was unwilling to accept this, gritting his teeth and continuing to manipulate the Water-Fire Pearl to bomb out red clouds,消耗 (attrition) against the fire crows continuously喷 (spewing) from Fire Crow Daoist's black iron gourd.