Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Longevity Demon

Chapter 608: Shou Mo
“Thank you, Uncle Steward, for your help.”

Yu Santian helped Yu Hua up. He seemed to have aged dozens of years, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away. He forced himself to thank Fang Xing.

Yu Hua’s failure in breaking through to his Taoist foundation meant that all the investment he and the Yu family had made over the years had gone down the drain. In addition, given his age, the fact that he didn’t die from a spit of blood already showed how much concentration and energy he had developed.

“Well, one failure doesn’t mean anything. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”

Fang Xing comforted him casually.

He had made up his mind not to support Yu Hua in his advancement to Taoism, but he had to say some polite words.

At this moment, he looked towards the entrance of the valley and said, “Your Master Fei is here, go and greet him.”

Counting the days, it is time for the harvest which happens once every ten years.

Fang Xing was still a little surprised when he sensed Fei Changnong’s aura. After all, this man should have died of old age, but he was still waiting to eat his meal.

Fang Xing brought his men to the entrance of Qingyu Garden and saw Fei Changnong riding a beam of green light and slowly landing on the ground.

“Huh?”

Fang Xing exclaimed inwardly again.

Although Fei Changnong still looked very old, the aura of decay and death on his body had mostly dissipated. He looked like one of those energetic elderly people who, with proper care, could live for ten or even dozens of years.

“No… He is using some secret technique to cover it up.”

‘If I wasn’t a Yin Shen Zhenren with extremely strong perception, I might have been fooled by him… Anyway, ordinary Yin Shen Zhenren would definitely not be able to see through him.’

He stepped forward and bowed: “I am sorry to trouble Senior Brother Fei to come here. I am unworthy of this…”

“Haha, no problem.”

Fei Changnong forced a smile: “This is my job…”

Fang Xing saw that he was deliberately pretending to be “woeful” and asked a few questions in response.

Fei Changnong sighed again: “Alas… your Senior Sister Hong has passed away… She was worried about my longevity, and when she heard that a longevity elixir that was effective in improving one’s Dao foundation was being auctioned at a market, she went to inquire about the news, but who knew… she never came back!”

“Brother… take care. I’m sure Senior Sister Hong wouldn’t want this to happen.”

Fang Xing quickly said a few words of comfort and took the opportunity to pat the other person’s arm.

In an instant, he got goosebumps.

“There is something wrong with the life force in the body. Although the auras are mixed, it is indeed an outsider…”

“This Fei Changnong has changed. In order to prolong his life by any means necessary, he has become a ‘longevity demon’!”

There are truly no side effects in this world, and this method of extending the lifespan of high-level monks is extremely precious.

Most other methods have very terrible side effects.

Fang Xing knew that Fei Changnong had most likely plotted against his fellow Taoist partner and used the dual cultivation technique to drain his lifespan.

Just like what Taohong, the fellow Taoist of the Blood Shadow Sect, did.

In fact, since it is not a corresponding Taoist foundation, the conditions for use will be more stringent and the side effects will be greater.

“After all, Senior Sister Hong is Fei Changnong’s Taoist partner. She has practiced for many years, and their aura and true essence have blended together. That’s why her life span can be robbed… Even so, the loss is huge. It’s good enough that one third of her life can be left…”

“If it were a Taoist female cultivator that was randomly captured, I would be thankful if I could keep even one tenth of them…”

‘Moreover, if one practices this evil longevity magic, one will gradually become insane and turn into a ‘longevity demon’! ‘

The longevity demon, for the sake of longevity, will do anything!
His companions can be killed, his offspring can be sold, there is nothing he can’t do, he will never be the same again.

“Things in life are unpredictable…”

Fang Xing watched Fei Changnong counting the elixirs with a smile on his face, but he thought of the scene that happened decades ago.

Although they look like the same person, their core is different.

‘Even just a dozen years ago, Fei Changnong took the initiative to sacrifice his own lifespan to protect his fellow Taoists. How could he have changed so much?’

“That’s not right. Maybe he dragged his old body, felt his body aging day by day, and his death approached day by day… In the end, he was driven crazy and collapsed by this state?”

Although Fang Xing had never experienced this, he knew that facing his own aging was terrifying!
His body became a prison for his soul, aging constantly, losing…

“Many people are not afraid of immediate death, but a slow and painful death is more painful than an immediate death, and is enough to defeat anyone’s sanity…”

“The total amount of this spiritual medicine is still more than 500 merits, so I will count it as 600 for you. You still need to work harder…”

Fei Changnong spoke earnestly.

Fang Xing’s practice of the breath-concealing technique has reached the master’s level, and later integrated it with other breath-concealing techniques he learned, and he has already concealed his own breath perfectly.

In Fei Changnong’s opinion, although Fang Xing looks young, his vitality is a bit like a candle in the wind.

His encouragement is very suspicious.

“The longevity demon will stop at nothing to acquire resources and prolong his life… Maybe he has his eyes on my inheritance and wants to eat my family?”

Fang Xing thought of Fei Changnong’s hint just now, which actually meant for him to lie about the production volume in order to gain a large amount of merit, and sneered in his heart.

“No, he may have had this obsession for a long time… and now that he has been possessed by the devil, it has been magnified a thousand times.”

‘In other words, if he doesn’t eat my entire family, he won’t be able to make sense?’

After watching Fei Changnong leave, Fang Xing shook his head and told the disciples in each medicine garden to do their own things.

Well, now many outstanding disciples have been transferred away, Meng Tiandong has died, and the old man in the medicine garden has become Yu Santian.

Although Yu Hua had just failed to break through, Yu Santian still forced himself to be strong and began to arrange daily farming tasks.

Fang Xing took a few glances and thought it was okay, so he returned to his tree house.

Now that he has been promoted to level 17 druid, he has gained some additional expertise. Although the improvement of the talent of [Wild Shapeshift] is not as obvious as that of [Tree Shepherd], it is still some.

‘A level 17 druid is already considered a high-level druid.’

“The specialty of [Ultra-Small Transformation] is also very simple.”

Fang Xing thought about it, and a spherical ball of white paper appeared in his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that this is a paper house.

The paper house is extremely exquisite with its carved beams and painted buildings. The interior is like a paradise of its own, and you can see paper figures working there.

They are preparing some talisman paper, and some are even making paper armor and paper soldiers…

Not far away, there was an armed army of paper people, led by paper generals, forming a military formation.

——The Magic Paper House Cave!
“I have mastered the art of origami.”

After all, it was a cave heaven that was refined by the power of one person. Compared with the Blood Shadow Sect, which was obviously pieced together and passed down, its power is much greater.

That is to say, Fang Xing was unwilling to just follow the origami tradition and merge his own Yin God with the spiritual paper house cave.

Otherwise, relying solely on the art of origami, he might be able to rival Qing Yuzi, the great master in the late Yin Shen realm!

“go!”

Fang Xing threw the paper house away, and countless talisman papers were pasted all around the tree house.

From a spatial perspective, his tree house has now been replaced by the magical paper house cave, turning into a terrible trap.

Even if an ordinary Yin Shen Zhenren came in, he probably wouldn’t get any benefits.

After doing all this, Fang Xing moved slowly.

Whoosh!
— Wild transformation!
In an instant, he turned into a jade-like beetle, flapped his wings, flew out of the tree house, and even began to move away from the valley.

The valley entrance formation moved slightly, and a beetle flew out, but it did not attract any attention.

[Ultra-small Transformation] has this advantage: it has weak vitality and makes little noise, so it will not attract any attention.

More importantly, this jade beetle is a demon insect that Fang Xing has cultivated for decades!
Although it has no other talents, its ability to hide and penetrate formations has been pushed to the extreme!
The master’s full-level beast control technique, combined with the druid’s communication talent, is so terrifying!
Buzz!

Fang Xing flapped his wings and flew to the vicinity of Shennong Hall and came to a cave.

“Little little little!”

In an instant, the jade-like beetle shrank from the size of a fingernail to the size of a sesame seed, and its breath was almost imperceptible, extremely subtle.

After waiting for a while, Fang Xing saw the light of the formation in front of him light up, and a disciple walked over.

He also knew this disciple. He was the disciple of Fei Changnong who was originally exiled to the medicine garden. After the catastrophe was over, he was naturally transferred away.

Fang Xing immediately flew lightly and landed on the corner of the other person’s clothes, and was then brought into the cave.

He could feel that the body of this disciple who had cultivated Hunyuan Qi was actually trembling slightly.

It seemed that what he was about to face was not a beloved master, but a peerless demon.

“It’s Old Eighteen…”

In the cave, Fei Changnong’s voice was heard, with a low laugh, like a night owl.

“Greetings, Master.”

When Lao Shiba saw Fei Changnong, he immediately knelt down.

“Is everything done?”

Fei Changnong was standing in front of a rosewood table, holding a talisman pen, as if writing something, and asked without raising his head.

“It’s already been done.”

The disciple quickly answered and handed over a flying squirrel bag with a faint smell of blood.

“good……”

Fei Changnong stopped writing, looked at the flying squirrel bag, and couldn’t help but sigh: “Your Senior Sister Hong is gone, and I am very sad, but her disciples are really useless… and they are still shouting some incomprehensible words everywhere. In my school, the most important thing is loyalty!”

“Disciples must honor their masters with all their hearts.”

The disciple immediately knelt down to show his loyalty.

“Well, go down. Among your fellow disciples, I am most optimistic about you… I don’t have many years left to live. This huge foundation and the spiritual objects of the Dao… are all yours.”

Fei Changnong said a few words to comfort him, then raised his hand to let the disciple go.

Fang Xing naturally fell to the ground like a speck of dust.

Not long after, several more disciples came in, handed in their flying squirrel bags, and were then fed with flatbreads.

“So Fei Changnong said this to every one of his disciples?”

“No wonder these disciples were so frightened yet excited. They were probably told to do something bad in private.”

Fang Xing watched Fei Changnong open the flying squirrel bags one by one and take out some resources, some of which had a faint blood aura and were suspected to be magic items.

“Junior Brother Fang… why aren’t you dead yet?”

Suddenly, Fei Changnong muttered to himself and used several magical items to set up an altar.

He took out a piece of torn animal skin and placed it on the altar. His expression suddenly became cold…

(End of this chapter)