Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 134 - 133 I Split the Elixir

Chapter 134: Chapter 133 I Split the Elixir

Two and a half years ago, after the Decree Bureau ambushed the Thunder Immortal Venerable and seriously wounded two people… the Thunder Immortal Venerable disappeared.

The Demon Cultivators of the Danai Dynasty, quivering in fear, once again resumed their old ways, causing the common people to live in misery, inciting the wrath of the heavens and the resentment of men.

However, under the regulations of the Danai Decree Bureau, Demon Cultivators could not harm lives but were only allowed to absorb a portion of one’s Life Span, otherwise, they would face punishment from the Decree Bureau.

The good news was that mortals could survive, the bad news was that they couldn’t live much longer.

The Demon Path giant, Ding Zhen, was extremely dissatisfied with the Decree Bureau’s regulations and proclaimed that if Demon Cultivators had to live under rules, could they still be called Demon Cultivators? He repeatedly advised that after Blood Soul Valley eradicated the Decree Bureau, they could dominate the Danai Dynasty.

The Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley praised Ding Zhen for his clear Demon Heart but did not approve of his suggestion, because Blood Soul Valley had publicly declared that they would establish a system with the Decree Bureau that was more suitable for the development of the new era of Demon Cultivators.

One couldn’t slaughter cities at will; sustainable exploitation was necessary. Otherwise, if all were slaughtered and no essence blood was left to absorb, what then? Who would sustain so many Demon Cultivators in the future?

Are Demon Cultivators expected to absorb from their own kind?

This concept was chased after by many Demon Cultivators, except for Ding Zhen with his clear Demon Heart, who was extremely unwilling!

With the trend already gone, Ding Zhen had no way to stir up trouble, only conspiring with the Xuan Stone Sect to sabotage the forces of Blood Soul Valley cultivators and the Decree Bureau, constantly engaging in pull and push tactics.

But in the past two years, the Loose Cultivators of the Danai Dynasty, Martial Cultivators, and mortals have also thoroughly understood.

They may as well give up completely if they were going to be oppressed by Demon Cultivators continuously. Do nothing, just eat what one can, and live as long as one can—there’s nothing to look forward to anymore.

After the Demon Cultivators have absorbed from them, there will be nothing left to absorb.

The sustainable exploitation promised by the Danai Dynasty might collapse in the future.

Therefore, Demon Cultivators have recently become restless again, preferring to die for one’s own path to Immortality rather than suffer from poverty—the poor ones can rot away in whatever state they end up in.

It is said that if one can achieve the Golden Core Great Dao, one can go to the Upper Sect, and then… they can just absorb from those people.

Ding Zhen, detecting this atmosphere, was overjoyed and frantically incited the Demon Cultivators not to care about the Decree Bureau, vowing to kill anyone who dared to obstruct them!

He gave several public speeches titled: “I Have a Demon Cultivator’s Dream!”

Some of the Demon Cultivators were stirred up, unhappy with the restrictions of the Decree Bureau, and began to provocate, further complicating the situation.

Yang Shi once again came to the Danai Dynasty, feeling increasingly that the world had become more perilous.

“As the three parties conflict, the mortals suffer…”

Looking at the beggars starved to death by the roadside and the families ravaged, Yang Shi’s heart was deeply moved.

“How could this be!”

“You jackals, tigers, and leopards, you all deserve to die!”

Guided by the Thunderbolt Sword, Yang Shi went to find Ding Zhen to conspire together on a great plan.

Apart from these ravaged counties, there were some counties left intact, those around the Xuan Stone Sect.

The Xuan Stone Sect could no longer manage the entire Danai Dynasty and could only protect certain areas from the harassment of Demon Cultivators and the Decree Bureau. If it weren’t for Ding Zhen meddling and sending secret messages, they would have been more passive.

The Taoist Xuan Zhen was already worried to the point of growing white hair.

The disciples of the Xuan Stone Sect were no longer as glorious as in previous years; there were fewer and fewer new disciples, and older disciples like Chu Qiao… most had died on the road of Demon Suppression.

This once first sect no longer possessed its past majesty, resembling a seriously ill tiger.

If it were not for the deterrence of Taoist Xuan Zhen in the Golden Core Stage, the sect might have been affected.

Chu Qiao asked in the great hall, “Master, why haven’t you taken action to end this time of chaos?”

Taoist Xuan Zhen slightly lifted his eyelids, with a face showing all his old age.

“Do you still remember when junior sister Murong singlehandedly challenged three Foundation Establishment cultivators from Blood Soul Valley?”

“Of course! At that time, my Xuan Stone Sect dominated the Danai Dynasty, and the Demon Cultivators didn’t dare to show their faces for years!”

“Do you know why your senior sister retreated?”

“Wasn’t it the Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley who intercepted her? Otherwise, Murong senior sister was set to slay those three Demon Cultivators!”

“Hehehe~ in this world, who could be above your Murong senior sister? Only… those at the Golden Core Stage.”

“Ah! The Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley is at the Golden Core Stage?”

“Yes, he made a move that day, I also acted to save Ziyan. I clashed with him, this place couldn’t withstand the turmoil… so we agreed to let it all depend on the ability of our disciples.”

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“I see…”

Chu Qiao left.

Xuan Zhen Daoist sighed, he still had one thing he hadn’t mentioned to Chu Qiao, and that was that the life span of the Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley was much longer than his…

“If I cannot end it during my lifetime, then let’s drag him down with me…”

Xuan Zhen Daoist closed his eyes.

…

Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo rode the Treasure Ship for a full month before finally reaching their destination—Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect.

Aboard the ship, of the more than 20 people, the most excited was not the competing disciples, but Huang Sheng.

He looked at the misty, fairy-like and majestic sect in the clouds and tears streamed down his face!

“We’ve finally arrived! I couldn’t stand another day!”

“Yang Fushuo… he’s no son of man!”

“Whimper~”

Two Huang Shengs lay on the deck, sobbing quietly, reflecting on the humiliation they had suffered over the month, feeling… filthy.

His body had completely transformed into the shape of Yang Fushuo.

Having consumed various strange elixirs, although he wasn’t physically dead, he had experienced social death over and over…

Thinking back to this period, the two Huang Shengs felt even more aggrieved.

The first elixir he ate was called “I Split Pill”, a Second Grade Elixir invented by Yang Fushuo.

After taking it, he literally split apart!

While his original body was still there, another version of himself was created using all of his spiritual power and a part of his divine sense.

But he only had one consciousness, and suddenly had to control two bodies.

This led to the situation where Huang Sheng intended to make his spiritual body walk, but instead, his main body soiled his pants…

Strange things happened to the two bodies, causing Huang Sheng to lose all his dignity!

The most critical part… Yang Fushuo’s “I Split Pill” had no antidote!

To this day, Huang Sheng still doesn’t know how to merge back into one.

Over these days, in order to survive, he practiced controlling the two bodies as he had once practiced eating and drinking water from scratch; at least now, he didn’t soil his pants easily.

Now, he could test pills with his main body, while the other, his spiritual body, served tea and carried water for Yang Fushuo.

That’s right, after Yang Fushuo used him for pill testing, he still had to serve tea and water to him… because the leader of Dan Fire Sect’s team this time was Yang Fushuo’s master, Li Xuyang!

Huang Sheng felt like he previously lived in the psychological shadow of Yang Fushuo, and now, his body and mind were both living in Yang Fushuo’s shadow!

Yang Fushuo also felt quite sorry for Huang Sheng, so he took the initiative to personally prepare spiritual food using various ingredients for him.

The moment a bowl of brightly colored spiritual food was served before him, Huang Sheng felt an impulse to forgive him…

Three days later, when Huang Sheng woke up again, he was filled with emotion.

“I saw my great-grandmother…”

Today, a month later, Huang Sheng felt there was nothing in the world that could poison him to death.

“Junior Brother Huang, we’re about to disembark soon, let me give you one more elixir…”

“Please spare me, I beg you! We’re about to reach Upper Sect territory, don’t let me lose face, Brother Yang! Leave me some dignity…”

Huang Sheng almost cried.

This time, Yang Fushuo put it away very decisively.

“Alright, then I won’t give you this ‘I’m Together Pill’.”

“No! You can’t do this to me!!!”

Just before disembarking, as Yang Fushuo passed by Yang Fu, the “Flame Soul Furnace Ring” on his hand flashed, and he placed several elixirs into Yang Fu’s hands.

“Quick, take it…”

With a slight feel, the intense spiritual power wave shocked Yang Fu!

“A Third Grade Elixir?”

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