My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1362 - 490: One Million Layers of Qi Refinement

"Master, rest assured."

Chen Sansi said, "As long as I'm alive, I will definitely accomplish the two things I promised you."

"Good."

Mu Chutai said no more, and swallowed the blue elixir pill: "You can prepare for closed cultivation now and strive to break through to Divinity Transformation as soon as possible."

"Closed cultivation?"

Chen Sansi said, "But those people should be catching up soon."

"I'll handle it."

Mu Chutai walked out.

"Handle it?"

Chen Sansi asked, "Since the elixir pills are complete, why doesn't Master take us to break out together? If you stay, won't you just face a siege?"

"Break out? To hell with that!"

Lord Taishan sneered and cursed, "I've been hiding for so many years, I'm tired of hiding."

Chen Sansi remained silent.

"Kid."

Mu Chutai said calmly, "Everyone has their own path to walk. My path has reached its end. From now on, it depends on you."

Deep within Chen Sansi's pupils, as though a calm lake struck by a huge stone, he suddenly understood that Lord Taishan's repeated instructions were actually his final wishes.

"Girl."

Lord Taishan looked at the witch: "I don't know if you've heard what I just said.

"These years...

"It's me and your mother who wronged you, sealing a demon seed inside you, causing you so much unjust calamity.

"But your father never thought of giving up on you or your mother.

"No matter what you think in your heart.

"Today, you must know, your father, I, have never been a coward."

Abandoning all honor, bearing the contempt and curses of the entire world, even one's own daughter, that is true courage.

"Alright."

The witch said emotionlessly, "I'll tell her for you. Go quickly, your disciple and daughter are waiting for you to survive."

"You ungrateful wretch."

Lord Taishan shook his head, no longer pausing, striding forward until he disappeared into the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

...

Outside Spirit Venerate Mountain.

Silhouettes appeared atop the surrounding peaks.

People, demons, monsters, evil ones, Buddhas, five realms of Divinity Transformation gathered here.

The Human Race's Divinity Transformations were Kunxu Sect's Supreme Elder "Mu Yun" and Heavenly Sword Sect's "An Chuzhi."

Demon Path Divinity Transformations were Immortal Ba Sect's Supreme Elder "Ming Kui Master," and Ancient Demon's Supreme Elder "Sui Lijin."

Demon Clan's Divinity Transformations were Heavenly Monarch Ancestor "Geng Linpang," Wood Clan Ancestor "Qingyuan Master."

Evil God Path's Divinity Transformation was the Evil Buddha Abbot "Withered Bone Bodhisattva."

Buddhist cultivator was Sumeru Mountain Elder "Venerable Hongyuan."

A total of eight Divinity Transformation cultivators!

These top beings, who normally seldom showed themselves, forsook past grudges for the matter of the demon seed, coming to cooperate.

"We've arrived."

Mu Yun gestured for everyone to halt: "They're inside Spirit Venerate Mountain, likely hiding in Yousu Cangming's treasure land."

"So what are we waiting for?"

Wood Clan Ancestor Qingyuan Master urged: "Hurry and take them down, don't waste our time."

"Junior sister."

Mu Yun said to the butterfly: "See? That Mu really brought us here."

With that.

He flashed.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared a hundred miles away at the foot of Spirit Venerate Mountain.

A figure stood in the path leading up the mountain.

Mu Chutai stood on the steps, looking somewhat unfamiliar compared to before. He was no longer the disheveled figure of past days, dressed in a superior cloud-blue robe, his hair tied high with a wooden hairpin, as if returning to those solitary days of unrivaled prowess in the Human World.

Only the dense beard on his chin bore the real mark of years and hardships.

He was holding a dark, glossy gourd, drinking wine.

His movements lacked the past urgency or numbness, instead carrying a nearly stagnant calm, his Adam's apple slowly rolling under his rugged beard as he swallowed the spicy liquid.

Mu Yun frowned slightly, unable to understand what this fellow was up to.

He asked in a deep voice, "Where are they?"

Lord Taishan ignored him, just kept drinking until the last drop was consumed, then cheerfully shouted: "Great wine, great wine!!!"

"Mu Chutai!"

Mu Yun lost his patience: "I'm asking you, where are they!"

"Them?"

Mu Chutai looked sideways: "They're all inside, but if you want to get past, you have to go through me first."

"Stop pretending."

Mu Yun mocked: "No one will blame you after they die."

"Mu Yun, I'm in no mood to play house with you."

Mu Chutai set down the gourd, his wide robe sleeves silently fell, with faint spiritual patterns flashing and then vanishing at the cuffs.

He stood tall like a pine tree, an aura long dormant awakened like a hidden Divine Dragon, the invisible Mystical Energy silently spread, the dust on the stone steps beneath his feet seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, forming an almost imperceptible clean circle.

Seeing this.

Mu Yun finally realized that this guy was serious.

But then, he couldn't help but ridicule: "Such thick Qi Refining Cultivation, you really live up to your reputation as the once greatest prodigy of the Human World.

"It seems...

"Your Qi Refining Cultivation has surpassed the usual limitations, how many levels is it? Fifty, one hundred, or two hundred?"

Lord Taishan carried one hand behind him: "You'll find out if you try."

As the two spoke.

A butterfly flew out from Mu Yun's storage bag, fluttering serenely to Mu Chutai's front.

"Qing Yao?!"

Mu Chutai instantly recognized the person hiding behind the butterfly, reaching out to catch it.

However...

Just as he was about to touch the butterfly, a spirit light flashed, and the rainbow-colored butterfly suddenly self-immolated, turning into a pile of ashes.