Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 515: Patriarch Gu You

The Blood Shadow Demon Lord let out a wild laugh; a thick blood mist churned around him as two massive blood spirit hands condensed once more.

One hand reversed its grip, enveloping himself within.

The other grasped his three direct disciples.

The two blood spirit hands formed a wriggling blood cocoon, floating above the Nether River, rapidly advancing.

Wan Meng Demon Lord chuckled softly, her slender foot lightly touching down, and a delicate pink lotus appeared beneath her.

The layers of petals closed around her, shielding her in the center.

As the lotus spun, it emitted enchanting sounds and alluring visions.

Countless stunning and graceful young maidens, breathtakingly beautiful, danced naked, swirling around.

Resentful souls attempting to approach from the river’s flow were instantly transformed into strands of chilling nether energy upon nearing the pink lotus.

Wan Meng Demon Lord appeared as a celestial being descending to earth, elegantly flying towards the opposite shore of the Nether River.

Shen Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He summoned his lifebound spiritual artifact, the Purple Gold True Water Seal, which floated above his head, casting down dense black water curtains that enshrouded him.

Within the black water curtains, inscriptions flowed, exuding a vast suppressive aura over the flowing waters.

The resentful souls in the Nether River crashed against the black water curtains, dispersing without breaching them in the slightest.

Shen Xuan walked on the water as if on solid ground, quickly catching up with the other three Demon Lords.

Each of the four displayed their divine powers, carving out four dazzling rays of light that forcibly pierced through the barriers of the Nether River.

However, the dangers of the Nether River were far from exhausted.

As the four reached the river’s center, an unexpected change occurred.

Upon receiving some kind of command, countless resentful souls on the river’s surface converged rapidly, forming four massive grey ghostly hands that, filled with overwhelming resentment and intent, reached out to seize the four.

The power of this strike far surpassed that of the Nether Bone Spider, akin to a full-force attack from a Core Formation Cultivator.

"Be careful!"

Wan Meng Demon Lord shouted coquettishly, her lotus below shining brilliantly, with countless phantom petals surrounding her layer upon layer.

The Bone Light Shield of the Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes had runes flashing madly, resisting the grip of the grey ghostly hands.

The Blood Shadow Demon Lord burst open the blood cocoon, transforming into a massive wave of blood colliding with the grey ghostly hands, creating a thunderous roar.

Shen Xuan’s Purple Gold True Water Seal flipped suddenly.

As the purple-gold light flashed, a nine-colored azure dragon’s body appeared on the surface of the true seal, emitting torrents of ice spiritual power, with the black water curtains condensing into a thick ice layer, blocking the corrosion of the grey ghostly hands.

More attacks followed one after another.

Similar grey ghostly hands continuously condensed and attacked.

A sharp light flashed in Shen Xuan’s eyes.

The Ice Soul Divine Sword was summoned forth.

He used it for the first time since it became a spiritual flying sword.

A sliver of extremely cold, extremely dark, profound ice sword qi silently formed, piercing towards the surface of the Nether River.

Shen Xuan channeled the True Ice Heart Technique.

After the Ice Soul Divine Sword entered the water, the profound ice sword qi erupted instantly.

The surrounding Nether River water and the countless resentful souls within it froze completely, spreading continuously outward and deeper.

Some of the newly formed grey ghostly hands instantly froze, soon covered in a thick layer of profound ice, turning into ice sculptures.

"Let’s go!"

Shen Xuan shouted softly, accelerating as he charged across the river’s center, reaching the opposite bank first.

The remaining three Demon Lords simultaneously exerted force, using various means to escape the entanglement of the grey ghostly hands and successfully crossed the river.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, impressive skills!"

The Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes remarked with admiration.

Not until this moment did he truly perceive Shen Xuan’s strength.

Undoubtedly surpassing his own.

After all, Shen Xuan’s renowned dharma aspect had yet to appear.

Relying only on this ice technique and two spiritual artifacts, he could rival his demon technique and divine powers.

"Wan Meng didn’t deceive you. This old friend of mine always keeps a low profile! You must not underestimate him!"

Wan Meng Demon Lord said proudly.

The Blood Shadow Demon Lord gazed at the Nether River, lost in thought.

At this moment, the temporarily frozen river’s center returned to its original state, with countless grey ghostly hands slowly sinking back to the riverbed.

"In a month’s time, shall we regroup here and head out together?"

The Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes suggested.

His gaze turned to Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan pondered for a moment.

"A month is too short. Let’s meet here in two months instead."

"Of course, you may leave first. I don’t mind."

The Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes did not insist: "Then two months it is."

"If we gain anything, we can each take what we need and trade fairly."

The Blood Shadow Demon Lord nodded in agreement.

Shen Xuan communicated with Li Ruyi, whose divine soul resided within the Soul Nourishing Wood.

"I’m heading west. The rest of you, feel free!"

After speaking, Shen Xuan strode confidently towards the western side of the Nether River.

Wan Meng Demon Lord flashed a charming smile: "I’ll go with Fellow Daoist Shen. You two do as you please."

Once Shen Xuan and Wan Meng Demon Lord’s figures disappeared.

The Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes and the Blood Shadow Demon Lord released their direct disciples.

"We cannot face him directly."

The Blood Shadow Demon Lord said gravely.

"I know. If he doesn’t act, neither will I."

The Demon Lord of Monstrous Eyes rasped.

The two exchanged a glance, reaching an agreement.

"Let’s go, we’ll search the eastern side."

...

After traveling several dozen miles.

Shen Xuan summoned Li Ruyi from the Soul Nourishing Wood.

Li Ruyi brought out the Nine Netherworld Soul Capturing Lamp, dispelling the suffocating chilling nether energy around them.

Some low-tier nether creatures, when illuminated by the lamp, howled as they turned into gray masses, drawn into the precious lamp.

"Shen Xuan, who is this?"

Wan Meng Demon Lord looked at Shen Xuan with some curiosity.

Only then did she faintly grasp Shen Xuan’s purpose in coming to the Nether Domain.

"An old friend of mine, Nether Cultivator Li Ruyi."

"I’m here to assist her in condensing the Soul Pill."

Shen Xuan admitted frankly.

"Ruyi pays respects to Fellow Daoist Wan Meng. I’ve heard Fellow Daoist Shen mention you many times. Truly, you are as beautiful and exceptional as they say, a peerless beauty."

Li Ruyi praised with admiration.

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign smiled radiantly, "Sister Ruyi, don’t listen to Shen Xuan’s nonsense! This man is full of lies and the least trustworthy!"

"Really? But, Fellow Daoist Shen always keeps his word in front of Ruyi." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign’s face stiffened.

At this moment, Shen Xuan cast a spell to set up an isolation barrier.

"Alright, Wan Meng, there are no outsiders here. Tell me, what do you really want?"

"Isn’t it you who wanted to come to this Netherworld space? I’ve been idle lately, thought I’d join you for a look."

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign giggled.

"If you help me assist Fellow Daoist Li in condensing a Soul Pill, I’ll help you slay that Ice Fiend Demon Flood Dragon when I have time."

Shen Xuan proposed the condition.

"Really?"

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign was somewhat incredulous.

She had never met someone like Shen Xuan before.

Risking himself to help a friend form a pill.

"To be clear, the Flood Dragon Pill and blood are mine, the rest are yours."

"Deal!"

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign readily agreed.

Clearly, the blood and materials of the Ice Fiend Demon Flood Dragon had special uses for her.

Shen Xuan reminded, "No outsiders are allowed."

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign hesitated for a moment, asking, "That Ice Fiend Demon Flood Dragon is very powerful, are you confident?"

Shen Xuan cast a sidelong glance at Wan Meng Demon Sovereign.

"Do you think I’m the reckless type?"

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign thought back.

Indeed, she had known Shen Xuan for sixty years.

And had never seen him do anything he wasn’t sure of.

Each time, Shen Xuan would conceal his strength and strike without fail.

This cautious character likely developed from his early cultivation days.

Otherwise, how could he, as a Loose Cultivator, reach this stage?

"Wan Meng, Fellow Daoist Li needs a Thousand-Year Soul-Fixing Flower, Three-Leaf Focusing Grass, Profound Nether Ghost-Face Mushroom, and a Tier Three Shade Soul. Do you know where they are?"

"I know, I’ll take you there."

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign and Shen Xuan reached an agreement, mutually benefiting each other.

This way, there would be no need to worry about betrayal.

After all, in the Netherworld space, the two could achieve more by cooperating.

"Wait."

At this moment, Li Ruyi suddenly spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Meng, do you know the origin of this Netherworld space?"

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign was slightly startled.

After pondering for a moment.

"This Netherworld space was discovered about five hundred years ago. It’s an extremely yin place in the world, formed naturally?"

Li Ruyi shook her head.

"The kind of Netherworld space you’re referring to takes thousands of years to evolve."

"But here..."

Li Ruyi lifted the Nine Netherworld Soul Capturing Lantern, looking at the low tier Nether creatures’ souls refined within.

"The Nether creatures here have all formed in the last three hundred years."

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign couldn’t understand her intention.

Li Ruyi sighed.

"In my previous life, I was a Middle Stage Core Formation Cultivator."

"When I woke up, it was in an enclosed valley, forming its own space, just like this place."

Li Ruyi spoke solemnly, "If my guess is correct, a powerful being fell here, and the resentment from their fall altered the space laws of this area, transforming it into a Netherworld space."

"This person must have been at least a Nascent Soul True Monarch. No, it should be a Demon Nascent Ancestor."

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign was suddenly taken aback.

"Five hundred years ago, a Grand Elder of the White Bone Sect named Bone Yōu Ancestor disappeared. Could it be..."

She lightly patted her forehead.

"No wonder the Demon Sovereign of Enchanting Eyes was so concerned, having visited several times. It turns out there’s an inheritance from the Bone Yōu Ancestor of the White Bone Sect here."

The three of them looked at each other in surprise.

Shen Xuan gazed towards the eastern part of the Netherworld space.

Vaguely sensing an ancient demon palace shrouded in chilling Nether aura, like a mirage.

Shen Xuan mused, "Forget it. We don’t need to worry about that, let’s stick to the plan and look for the soul-condensing pill spirit medicine."

With that, Shen Xuan released the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects to scout the path.

Two Tier Two Shadow-devouring Demon Insect leaders, leading over a thousand minions, fanned out ahead.

The rich chilling Nether aura was excellent sustenance for the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects.

Just like Spiritual Qi to Human Race Cultivators.

Li Ruyi held the Nine Netherworld Soul Capturing Lantern, illuminating the path, and followed the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects.

Wan Meng Demon Sovereign flipped through the Intelligence Jade Scroll, guiding the route ahead.

Along the way, the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects attacked more than a dozen low tier Nether creatures, filling their bellies.

Two hours later, the three of them arrived at Ghost Chilling Cliff.

This was a black cliff suspended beneath the Netherworld sky, its walls riddled with countless beehive-like holes, from which eerie winds howled, like countless wailing spirits.

According to the intelligence Wan Meng Demon Sovereign obtained, the Thousand-Year Soul-Fixing Flower grew within Ghost Chilling Cliff.

Shen Xuan didn’t climb the cliff.

Instead, he commanded the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects to disperse and search for the Thousand-Year Soul-Fixing Flower.

Soon, a Shadow-devouring Demon Insect found a ghostly blue spirit plant within a deep crevice.

Its petals were translucent, slowly spinning and dancing, like a ghost guarding the flower’s core, emitting a strange Nether aura.

This was indeed the Thousand-Year Soul-Fixing Flower they sought.

Indeed, the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects were quite useful.

In a place like Ghost Chilling Cliff, even Shen Xuan would have expended some effort to locate this mature Soul-Fixing Flower in the deep crevice.

The Shadow-devouring Demon Insect, encouraged, was happily dancing to claim credit.

Then, from the deepest part of the crevice, a cold and violent aura suddenly surged.

A long arm stretched out from the air, grabbed the Shadow-devouring Demon Insect, and tossed it into its mouth.

The Shadow-devouring Demon Insect let out a piercing shriek but soon disappeared without a trace.