Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 215 - 176 Impossible! [Vote for Recommendation!]

"Cough!"

Piloting a small boat, cutting through the waves with the wind at his back, Chen Jichuan coughed from time to time, his face somewhat pale.

"To curse-kill seven Qi Refinement cultivators at once—it was indeed pushing it."

Chen Jichuan calmed his circulating Qi, maneuvering his mana and striving to regain his Primordial Qi.

This time, he had truly overexerted himself.

But it wasn’t because of the confrontation with the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird.

The injuries from that were merely a ruse to mislead the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, as well as Yang Biqing and Yi Rang.

It was all a facade.

The real damage came from unleashing Daoist Skills to harm others, which led to the successive deaths of seven Qi Refinement cultivators—including Yi Rang and Yang Biqing—and caused the backlash that wounded Chen Jichuan’s Primordial Qi.

Daoist Skills and techniques are profound and unpredictable, but they are ultimately not without consequences.

Though Chen Jichuan borrowed the hand of the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird to slay the seven individuals, the numerous curses he cast linked the blood debt to him directly.

The heavens and the boundless universe wield eternal balance; borrowing divine laws comes at a price.

By channeling divine spirits, immortal officials, or ancestral masters to perform his spells, part of the backlash inevitably fell upon himself, causing Chen Jichuan harm in turn.

Fortunately, he had used the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird as a proxy and hadn’t killed directly, utilizing more orthodox Daoist techniques.

Otherwise, the backlash would have been even more devastating.

However, compared to his injuries, the rewards he reaped this time were far greater.

"Eliminating seven Void Realm cultivators from the Spring Silkworm Sect in one fell swoop means they will have to lie low for quite a long while. The Taixu Sword Sect will have ample time to grow."

Chen Jichuan nodded slightly.

The Spring Silkworm Sect had approached Chen Jichuan this time, firstly to enlist his help in stealing the Undying Grass.

Secondly, after obtaining the Undying Grass, Chen Jichuan was expected to serve the Spring Silkworm Sect faithfully for a century.

En route to Zuzhou Continent, Yang Biqing had already roughly laid out the Spring Silkworm Sect’s hundred-year plan to Chen Jichuan.

The foremost step of the plan was to eradicate the Taixu Sword Sect.

The Spring Silkworm Sect wanted Chen Jichuan to cooperate with their top experts to ambush and kill the Void Realm powerhouses of the Taixu Sword Sect. In addition, he was required to stay stationed at the Spring Silkworm Sect to fend off Void Realm experts from the Five Cloud Sect and other factions.

The Spring Silkworm Sect was already formidable; with an additional Void Realm expert holding the fort, a century would be sufficient for them to seize and consolidate the two territories under the Taixu Sword Sect’s control.

Playing it safe over a hundred years, they even held the hope of wiping out the Five Cloud Sect entirely and uniting Yuezhou under their banner.

Their plans were undeniably shrewd.

But alas, they had the misfortune of hiring an outsider who happened to be a Grandmaster of the Taixu Sword Sect—Chen Jichuan.

Chen Jichuan showed no mercy, ruthlessly killing the seven Void Realm experts without sparing a single one.

Such was the unfortunate fate of the Spring Silkworm Sect.

Had they encountered an ordinary Void Realm powerhouse, it would have been nearly impossible for them to face total annihilation.

Take Yi Rang and Yang Biqing, for example—

One was clad in Black Armor, the other in Golden Silkworm Armor, both were Void Realm elites. Even when pursued by the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, escaping with their lives wouldn’t have been too challenging.

As for the others, like Zhang Zong—

Given their strength, resisting the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird was indeed beyond them. However, with three Void Realm experts holding off the bird, their party’s undertaking was dangerous but still within manageable bounds.

Yet none of them could have anticipated—

Before the Undying Grass was even secured, Chen Jichuan would suddenly backstab and flee, catching both Yi Rang and Yang Biqing completely off guard.

How incredibly precious is the Undying Grass?

It can bring people back from the dead.

It can prolong one’s lifespan by two hundred years.

Such a treasure is an immense temptation even for Void Realm experts.

Faced with such temptation, who would willingly turn their back and leave?

What reason would an overseas Void Realm cultivator with no grudge against the Spring Silkworm Sect have to act this way?

Yi Rang and his comrades likely couldn’t understand what was happening even as they met their ends.

But even so—

Even with Chen Jichuan fleeing halfway—

When facing the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, Zhang Zong, Xu Ming, and the other five Void Entry cultivators could have still scattered and burrowed underground to escape, leaving them a fair chance of survival.

But Chen Jichuan had already cast his curses in advance, activating them the moment he fled.

This left the five no time to escape, as they were incinerated to ashes by the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird.

The same fate befell Yi Rang and Yang Biqing.

As they faced the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, the flames within their bodies erupted, while the "Tofu Pulp Stirring Spell" wreaked havoc on their inner Essence Qi and spirit.

Already no match for the bird and left with no option but to flee, the additional effects of the curses made survival utterly impossible.

Daoist Skills.

Curses.

These were the foundations of Chen Jichuan’s ability to slay the seven Void Realm experts of the Spring Silkworm Sect. Across the whole of the Qinling World, none could replicate this feat.

It may seem straightforward,

but in truth, few could ever replicate such an achievement.

Even more crucial—

"I have Corpse Refinement!"

"I stationed them in advance outside the Zuzhou Continent. They infiltrated the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird’s lair ahead of Zhang Zong and the others, seizing the Undying Grass amid the chaos."

"Only when the Undying Grass was in my possession did I willingly retreat."

"Ordinary Void Realm cultivators lack Corpse Refinement and could never achieve this. Bound by the allure of the Undying Grass, they would have no choice but to cooperate with the Spring Silkworm Sect instead of fleeing."

Reflecting on this battle, Chen Jichuan reached out to touch the pouch at his waist, a faint smile emerging on his pallid face.

Beneath his feet,

beneath the bamboo raft,

four refined corpses carried the raft across the water. Soon, the group disappeared into the vast sea.

...

In Central Earth, Yuezhou, within the Spring Silkworm Sect.

In the ancestral restricted area,

Yangg Yunda sat cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed. As one of the eight Void Realm experts of the Spring Silkworm Sect—and one of the only three in the Void Nether Realm—his cultivation was at the Early Stage of the Void Realm. Due to this, he was deemed unsuitable for engaging the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird directly or stealing the Undying Grass. After deliberation, Yi Rang and Yang Biqing left him behind to guard the Spring Silkworm Sect.

After a steady round of cultivation, he reached a crucial point.

Yangg Yunda opened his eyes, glancing toward the eight jade tokens on the table before him, finding comfort in their presence.

These jade tokens were miraculous artifacts.

Each could hold a trace of mana for decades without dissipating. The individual who left their mana could either actively revoke it for communication or warning, or upon their death, the mana would vanish, and the jade would shatter.

Guarding this area, Yangg Yunda made it a habit to examine the seven "Life and Death Jade" pieces—aside from his own—after each session of cultivation, granting himself peace of mind.

Though he knew—

"The Great Sun Golden Peng Bird is indeed formidable; however, Ancestor Yi wields the Black Dragon Divine Armor, and Ancestor Yang has the Golden Silkworm Armor. While they may not be able to defeat it, their survival is assured."

Yangg Yunda chuckled softly, chiding himself for being overly anxious, his nerves shaken by the fearsome reputations of the Void Nether Divine Beast and the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird.

Merely unsettling his mind unnecessarily.

With this thought,

Yangg Yunda closed his eyes, preparing to resume his cultivation.

But in that moment—

"Crack!"

A sudden sharp noise drew Yangg Yunda’s eyes wide open, staring intently at the table.

He saw the jade token representing Yangg Jing suddenly shatter into pieces.

This signified Yangg Jing’s death!

"How is this possible?!"

Yangg Yunda stood abruptly, his expression tightly knotted.

Yangg Jing, though of a younger generation, was nearing the Late Void Entry stage, close in age to himself. While not as gifted as Yangg Yunda, who was the ninth prodigy in the Spring Silkworm Sect’s history, Yangg Jing still had the potential to reach the levels of Yang Biqing and Yi Rang, and perhaps even the Void Nether Realm.

With the aid of an Undying Grass, his chances of achieving the Void Nether Realm would be vastly augmented.

His future was unquestionably bright.

But now, he was dead?!

"Could there be an issue with the ’Life and Death Jade,’ or did something unforeseen happen on Zuzhou Continent?"

Yangg Yunda’s nerves were ablaze, veins bulging across his forehead.

His eyes stayed fixed on the jade tokens, praying that none others shatter.

Yet the more one wishes to avoid something, the more likely it is to occur.

While Yangg Yunda’s hopes remained unbroken—

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Four successive shattering sounds reverberated, the shards of four jade tokens scattering as Yangg Yunda’s inner world crumbled—

"Zhang Zong!"

"Xu Ming!"

"Ling Fangying!"

"Pei Yuanshu!"

Yangg Yunda clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding against each other as blood-red streaks appeared in his eyes.

Five Void Realm cultivators.

The shattering of five consecutive Life and Death Jade tokens meant the deaths of five of the Spring Silkworm Sect’s Void Realm cultivators.

Yangg Yunda was in shock and denial, his emotions a stew of disbelief: "Impossible! This is impossible!"

The words tumbled from his lips as his eyes stayed locked on the five shattered jade tokens.

Suddenly, as though struck by an epiphany, he turned his head sharply to the jade tokens representing Yi Rang and Yang Biqing.

"If those two Grandmasters, clad in Divine Armor, meet the same fate, it must mean there’s an issue with the Life and Death Jade—"

But just as this thought formed—

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The echo of two resounding snaps filled the air.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

"There must be something wrong with the Life and Death Jade!"

Yangg Yunda stared at the seven fragments scattered across the table, his eyes bloodshot and face contorted in rage and despair.

Hope still lingered in the pit of his heart, wishing this was merely a malfunction of the Life and Death Jade. Yet his rational mind knew—over thousands of years, the Life and Death Jade had never failed.

Crumbling jade meant death.

No exceptions.

"The Great Sun Golden Peng Bird!"

"Just a single Great Sun Golden Peng Bird—how could this happen?! How could this happen?!"

Yangg Yunda was overwhelmed, his qi surging chaotically—

"Pfft!"

Blood sprayed from his lips as his vision darkened, nearly plunging him into unconsciousness.

Staggering, he steadied himself with great difficulty.

"No,"

"I cannot collapse!"

Yangg Yunda mustered his strength, suppressing his emotions. With a sweep of his sleeves, he collected all of the shattered jade tokens, along with his own intact one, before stepping out of the restricted area. He summoned the Spring Silkworm Sect Leader and seven or eight of their senior members, speaking solemnly: "Cease mobilizing forces, retract all lines, and cancel the plan to attack the Taixu Sword Sect!"

"Grandmaster—"

The gathered members exclaimed in shock at his declaration.

...

In the West Sea,

within the Sword Tower,

Wang Yan held a jade token in her hands, its crystalline depths swirling with mana, completely intact and undisturbed. Beside her lay the Red-scaled Beast, sprawled out lazily and snorting in boredom.

This Red-scaled Beast had been following Chen Jichuan for over eighty years.

Throughout the years, it had frequently observed Chen Jichuan and Wang Yan cultivating, consuming an incalculable number of pills concocted by Chen Jichuan. Its strength had long since surpassed that of the Iron-Arm Monkey King.

Nevertheless, the Red-scaled Beast was, at its core, merely an Innate Demon Beast. Breaking through its limits was a monumental challenge, one that had kept it stuck at the Innate Level even to this day.

Qi Refinement is arduous.

Not only do human cultivators struggle to break through, but so too do demon beasts.

Even for Divine Beasts like the Undying Phoenix or the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, if they do not relentlessly train, their power peaks at the Innate Level upon reaching adulthood.

Only through tireless cultivation can they achieve Void Realm.

As for reaching the Void Nether Realm, it becomes an even more daunting task, requiring an unthinkable amount of time and extraordinary fortune.

Take the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird, for instance.

It had relied on the ambient energy emitted during the growth of the Undying Grass to hone its cultivation over countless years, barely achieving the Void Nether Level.

To further its cultivation from here, the difficulty would only increase exponentially.

For the Red-scaled Beast, with its innately mediocre foundation and poor comprehension of the "Dao," advancing to the Void Realm was a monumental task indeed.

Its only options lay in finding an extraordinarily rare opportunity.

In this matter, even Chen Jichuan could offer limited assistance.

Wang Yan occasionally cast a glance at the Red-scaled Beast, holding tightly onto the Life and Death Jade in her hand as she patiently awaited a signal from Chen Jichuan.

As per their prearranged plan, should the mana within the token dissipate, she was to immediately depart the Lotus Islands with the Sword Stele and the Red-scaled Beast.

But after over three months had passed, neither had the jade shattered nor the mana within it dissipated.

Thus, Wang Yan waited in silent vigilance.

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Footsteps suddenly echoed from beyond the restricted area. Wang Yan perked up, rising to her feet. Lifting her gaze, she saw Chen Jichuan stride in.

Towering and spirited.

Vigorously alive.

"Junior Master!"

Upon seeing him, Wang Yan broke into a broad smile.

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