Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 468 Conspiracy! Young Master Wang's Murderous Intent!

Young Master Wang sat at the head of the table. Although his face was still somewhat pale, the gloom and hatred in his eyes had been replaced by a renewed arrogance and confidence.

His gaze swept over everyone present, lingering for a moment on the six sect elders, including Qinglian Daoist, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Gentlemen," Young Master Wang began, his voice still somewhat weak, but the arrogance befitting a superior had returned, "after months of preparation, spirit stones, pills, magical treasures, and manpower are all ready. And I presume you have all mastered the various sections of the Eight Extremes Breaking Formation Diagram?"

Wang Tiangang bowed and said, "Young master, rest assured, the supplies and personnel needed for the eight array points are already in place. They can be activated simultaneously on the night of the full moon."

The Azure Lotus Daoist stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming: "The main array of the Azure Cloud Sect is under the personal supervision of this old man and Fellow Daoist Zhou, so there's no chance of failure. However... if that old eunuch really comes to sabotage it as my brother says, that would be a problem."

"Troublesome?" Young Master Wang scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain and resentment. "Senior Qinglian overestimates that eunuch! He merely managed to break through to the early Nascent Soul stage by sheer luck, relying on some strange techniques and escape methods to repeatedly escape. We now have fourteen Nascent Soul cultivators here, including three in the late stage and several in the middle stage! If he dares to come, he'll be walking into a trap and will surely die!"

He paused, then continued, "A mere eunuch in the early Nascent Soul stage, relying on underhanded methods to act so arrogantly, really thinks he can turn the world upside down? Once the seal is broken and the experts of my Wang family's main lineage descend, let alone him, the entire Great Abyss can be wiped out with a flick of the finger! For now, if he knows what's good for him, he can stay hidden. But if he dares to show his face... I want to watch him be crushed into dust with my own eyes!"

Zhou Shan said in a deep voice, "What you say is absolutely right, young master. Although that old eunuch has some skills, the difference in absolute strength is too great. If the fourteen of us join forces to set up a killing trap, let alone an early Nascent Soul cultivator, even an early Deity Transformation cultivator might not be able to come out on top."

Qian Duobao smiled and interjected, "Young Master Wang, please calm down. That old eunuch is nothing but a grasshopper in autumn; he won't be able to hop around for long. Once the great undertaking is accomplished and you return to the main branch, you will have countless ways to deal with him. Right now, breaking through the formation and retrieving the treasure is the most important thing."

Young Master Wang snorted coldly, suppressing the surging hatred in his heart, and nodded: "Old Ancestor Qian is right. Everyone, let's discuss the details again. Especially the arrangement at the core of the Qingyun Sect's formation—it must be flawless! I want that old eunuch to never return!"

A cold glint flashed in Qinglian Daoist's eyes: "Young master, rest assured, I have already set up three layers of killing formations inside and outside the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, and I have also practiced a combined attack technique with Fellow Daoist Zhou. Once he steps into the formation's core area, he will have no chance of escape!"

The Xuanqing Sect's Shangqing Daoist said in a low voice, "Our Xuanqing Sect's 'Mysterious Yin Soul-Locking Chain' is ready, specifically designed to lock the Nascent Soul and imprison its spirit."

Lingxi Sect's Elder Lingshui spoke softly yet with a chilling tone: "Lingxi Sect's 'Thousand Illusions Mist' can confuse their five senses and disrupt their consciousness. When used in conjunction with an attack, it will be twice as effective with half the effort."

The old ancestor of the Fu Sect stroked his beard and said, "I have prepared several ancient 'anti-flight talismans' and 'immobilization talismans.' Although the price is not small, they can cut off his escape technique and immobilize his body for a moment at the critical moment."

The Vajra Sect's burly, bronze-cast-like founding patriarch, his voice booming like a bell, declared: "Our Vajra Subduing Demon Formation is also in place. It's designed to trap and kill; no matter how many transformations it takes, once inside, it will be skinned alive!"

The beautiful fairy Hongyun from Zixia Mountain parted her lips slightly and said, "My Zixia Mountain's 'Illusory Sea Bewitching Array' has also been set up, which can bewitch their minds and confuse their senses."

Listening to everyone's chatter as they meticulously planned the killing scheme, Young Master Wang's smile grew increasingly sinister.

He could almost see Chen Fan, besieged by numerous Nascent Soul cultivators, looking utterly pathetic and ultimately his soul scattered.

"Excellent! Very good!" Young Master Wang clapped his hands. "With everyone's strong support, what is there to worry about in achieving our great cause? What is there to worry about in avenging our great grudge? Once the seal is broken and the Soul Refining Sect's treasure is obtained, I, Wang Xuan, will never forget your contributions today! The vast world of the Southern Heaven Domain and the even more profound cultivation techniques will surely be shared with you all!"

This promise ignited a flicker of eagerness in the eyes of all the Nascent Soul cultivators present, except for Wang Tiangang and Zhou Shan.

They had been trapped in the sealed land for a thousand years, seeking nothing more than to break free from their shackles and return to the wider world of cultivation. The young master's promise was exactly what they had been dreaming of.

The secret meeting continued for several more hours, during which every possible contingency was considered and corresponding countermeasures were formulated.

As the moon rose high in the sky, the crowd gradually dispersed and returned to their preparations. Only Wang Tiangang, Zhou Shan, and Young Master Wang remained in the secret chamber.

"Ancestor, Guest Elder Zhou," Young Master Wang looked at the two, his eyes still filled with murderous intent, "I want that old eunuch to die a horrible death! Ideally, I want to capture him alive; I want to personally... repay his kindness in 'guiding' me!"

Wang Tiangang nodded: "Young master, rest assured, I understand. I will not let him die easily."

Zhou Shan also said, "Your subordinate will fully cooperate."

Young Master Wang nodded in satisfaction, gazing out at the darkness and muttering to himself:

"Old eunuch... enjoy these last peaceful days. Your death is not far off."

……

At dusk, by the flowerbed of Weiyang Palace, Chun Tao was squatting on the ground pruning a withered branch of a rose bush. She rolled up her sleeves, her movements were light and graceful, and she hummed a little tune, but there was always a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Are you tending to these flowers and plants again?"

A familiar voice came from behind me.

Chun Tao's hand trembled, and she almost cut her finger with the scissors. She turned around abruptly and saw Chen Fan standing three steps away, still wearing that gray eunuch's robe, his face calm and his eyes deep.

"Little Chen!" Chun Tao exclaimed, both surprised and delighted. She dropped the scissors and stood up. "You're back?"

"Hmm." Chen Fan stepped closer, his gaze sweeping across her face. "How have you been these past few days?"

"I'm fine!" Chun Tao pulled him towards the side hall. "Why were you gone for so long this time?"

Chen Fan let her pull him along, a rare smile appearing on his lips: "We went to some places and met some people."

The two entered the side hall, where Chun Tao busied herself serving tea and water, and then laid out the newly made osmanthus cakes. Chen Fan sat by the window, watching her busy figure, and felt a rare sense of peace.

"By the way, your complexion seems... a little different." Chun Tao handed him a teacup, carefully examining him. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but you just seem... more composed."

Chen Fan took a sip of tea: "Having traveled to many places and seen many things, one naturally changes."

Chuntao sat down opposite him, resting her chin on her hands: "So, how long will you stay this time?"

Chen Fan put down his teacup: "In a couple of days, our family will be going on a long trip."

Chun Tao's smile faltered slightly, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes: "Going again... How long will you be gone this time?"