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

Chapter 416 Defeated! Running away again!

"A mere trick." Zhou Shan sneered, his giant hand continuing its momentum as it reached for Chen Fan.

At the same time, Daoist Qinglian also made a move.

"Old eunuch, let's see where you run to today!"

The Azure Lotus Sword was drawn, its light like a blue rainbow, piercing straight into Chen Fan's back.

A pincer attack from both sides!

Chen Fan was attacked from both sides, and his expression finally changed.

In a one-on-one fight, he could still manage to maneuver using the Yang-Rising and Yin-Subduing techniques, but when facing two Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time, he had absolutely no chance of winning.

In a flash, Chen Fan made a decision.

He pressed down with his right hand, unleashing the full power of his Yin energy!

Centered on him, the ground within a radius of thirty feet suddenly collapsed, the soil and rocks solidified like iron, and countless dark gray runes surged from the ground, turning into chains that wrapped around Zhou Shan and Qinglian Daoist.

Their attack was momentarily halted.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Chen Fan's figure blurred, and he activated the power of the Karma Intent, rushing straight towards the hidden underground palace!

"Trying to steal the medicine? Dream on!" The Azure Lotus Daoist saw through Chen Fan's intentions, and his Azure Lotus Sword slashed down from the sky, the sword energy transforming into a blue cage that sealed the entrance to the underground palace.

Zhou Shan went even further, changing his giant hand from a grab to a slap, pressing down on Chen Fan's head like a mountain.

At the critical moment, a fierce glint flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.

"The sun rises and the yin sinks! Yin and yang reversed!"

The Tai Chi diagram suddenly shrank, transforming into a sphere of light and darkness, which he slammed into the ground!

Rumble!

The earth trembled violently. Centered on the point where the ball of light landed, the power of the rising sun burst upwards, while the power of the sinking yin force surged downwards. The two forces tore each other apart, actually blasting a deep crater into the ground!

The array at the entrance to the underground palace was impacted by the aftershocks, revealing cracks.

Ignoring the attacks from behind, Chen Fan transformed into a gray shadow and slipped into the gap.

"Stop him!" Qinglian Daoist cried out urgently, his sword energy raining down like rain.

Zhou Shan went even further, slamming his giant hand into the deep pit, intending to crush Chen Fan along with the underground palace.

But it was too late.

The moment Chen Fan entered the underground palace, his divine sense had already swept through its interior.

The underground palace was not large, only three zhang square. On the central stone platform were seven or eight jade boxes, each containing a thousand-year-old spiritual herb!

Purple ginseng, snow lotus, lingzhi, dragon blood vine... these are exactly what's needed to refine the Nascent Soul Pill!

Chen Fan rolled up his sleeves and put all the jade boxes into his storage bag, then with a thought!

Just before Zhou Shan's giant palm struck down, his figure completely vanished.

Not even a trace of breath remained.

boom!

The giant hand slammed down, causing the underground palace to collapse and sending soil and rocks flying everywhere.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Zhou Shan and Daoist Qinglian landed on the ruins, their faces extremely grim.

"He got away again..." Daoist Qinglian gritted his teeth. "That old eunuch's escape techniques are simply unbelievable!"

Zhou Shan didn't speak, but squatted down and reached out to touch the spot where Chen Fan had disappeared.

There, the space was stable, the spiritual energy was peaceful, and there were no fluctuations that should be present in any escape techniques.

"It's not a teleportation technique," Zhou Shan said slowly, a look of shock flashing in his eyes. "It's... spatial teleportation."

"Spatial transfer?" Daoist Qinglian was taken aback. "How is that possible? That's a technique only Nascent Soul cultivators possess, isn't it?"

"It's not due to his own cultivation level." Zhou Shan shook his head, his gaze deep. "It's because some powerful magic treasures have spatial teleportation capabilities, which can even allow him to instantly escape into them and isolate himself from all detection."

The Azure Lotus Daoist gasped, "A spatial magic treasure... this..."

"No wonder he disappears without a trace every time." Zhou Shan stood up and looked at Qinglian Daoist. "Fellow Daoist Qinglian, your guess was right. This old eunuch does indeed have a great secret."

The Azure Lotus Daoist's expression shifted, finally settling into a ruthless one: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, if we join forces and set up a great formation, the next time he reappears, he'll have nowhere to escape!"

Zhou Shan nodded, a cold glint in his eyes: "That's exactly right. But before that, I need to confirm one thing."

"What is it?"

"Is my master in his hands?" Zhou Shan said in a deep voice. "If he is, I will risk my old life to rescue him. If he isn't..."

He paused, his voice icy: "That spatial magic treasure, my Wang family wants it."

Qinglian Daoist felt a chill run down his spine, but did not refute it.

Even he was tempted by the magical artifact that could teleport him.

only……

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, that old eunuch is as cunning as a fox; we don't know when he'll show up again," Daoist Qinglian frowned. "Are we just going to wait here like this?"

Zhou Shan looked at the ruins and said slowly, "He won't have to wait long."

Why?

"Because he wants to refine the Nascent Soul Pill." Zhou Shan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Just now, he risked coming here and took away all the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, which are the main ingredients for refining the Nascent Soul Pill. This pill is extremely difficult to refine, and with his cultivation level, he might not be able to succeed in one or two attempts. But once he starts refining it, he can't stop."

The Green Lotus Daoist suddenly realized: "You mean, he'll come again?"

"Definitely," Zhou Shan said decisively, "and it won't be long. His Nascent Soul Pill refinement failed, and all the medicinal herbs were destroyed; he desperately needs to replenish them. He's already looted the Qingyun Sect's herb garden; where will he go next?"

Qinglian Daoist's eyes lit up: "The Qingyun Sect is sealed off, so he can't get out. He has no choice but to come out and find other ways!"

"That's right." Zhou Shan nodded. "So all we need to do is wait for him to reappear. When he does, we'll lay a trap, and no matter how powerful his escape techniques are, he won't be able to escape death."

……

And at this moment, a world within a bowl.

Chen Fan appeared under the dragon beard fruit tree, staggered two steps, and only regained his balance by holding onto the tree trunk.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his face as pale as paper.

Although he successfully escaped, the aftershocks of Zhou Shan's palm strike still injured his lungs and internal organs. The power of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, while not comparable to the Great Perfection cultivation of Qinglian Daoist, was not far off!

"A guest elder of the Wang family... mid-stage Nascent Soul..." Chen Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a solemn look flashing in his eyes.

He never expected that Young Master Wang had such a powerful backer.

Even more unexpectedly, the other party would join forces with Qinglian Daoist.

"This is a huge problem," Chen Fan muttered to himself.

Two Nascent Soul cultivators, one at the Great Perfection stage and the other at the Middle Stage, with his current cultivation level, he has absolutely no chance of winning.

Unless... you break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, suppressed his injuries, and took out the jade box he had taken from the underground palace.

Upon opening the first jade box, a purple ginseng lay quietly inside, its tendrils resembling dragons, exuding a fragrant aroma, and indicating it was at least 1,200 years old.

The second jade box contained a snow lotus, dating back 1,100 years.

The third jade box contained a lingzhi mushroom, which had been stored for a thousand years.

The other jade boxes also contained rare spiritual herbs that were over a thousand years old, enough for him to refine three or four more batches of Nascent Soul Pills.

"With these, that should be enough." Chen Fan's eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

He put away the jade box and headed towards the alchemy room.

The injury has not yet healed, but time waits for no one.

Now that Zhou Shan and Qinglian Daoist have joined forces, their next appearance will surely be a thunderous strike.

He must refine the Nascent Soul Pill in the shortest possible time to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Only by reaching the Nascent Soul stage can one have the means to contend with those two.

Pushing open the door to the alchemy room, the Qiankun Furnace floated silently.

The furnace body still bears the charred marks from the last explosion!

Chen Fan shook his head slightly upon seeing this.

He sat down cross-legged and laid out the medicinal herbs one by one.

"The first failure was due to insufficient control of the heat and an imbalance in the fusion of the three main ingredients."

"The second time, the order needs to be adjusted. First refine the purple ginseng, then melt the snow lotus, and finally add the lingzhi, so that the lingzhi can neutralize the conflict between the two."

"The refining of auxiliary medicines must be more meticulous, removing impurities and retaining the essence, without any carelessness."

Chen Fan closed his eyes and repeatedly rehearsed the alchemy process in his mind.

Every detail, every change in the heat, every conflicting effect of the medicinal properties—he rehearsed it a thousand times in his mind.

He opened his eyes after an unknown amount of time.

His eyes shone brightly, showing no more hesitation.

"Let's begin."