Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 315 Chess Pieces

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Shu land.

The Shen family of Luoquan.

Since the family's patriarch, Shen Guanfu, who had reached the pinnacle of Dao cultivation, went east, the Song family launched a full-scale attack.

Every year during the harvest season of the spirit rice, troops are inevitably dispatched to seize and harvest the spirit rice...

After three or four years, the Shen family became increasingly impoverished.

Inside the council chamber.

The elders of the Shen family gathered, their faces filled with sorrow:

"Ah Dong is broken..."

"That Song family is going too far... Hmph, they're just relying on a few Foundation Establishment ancestors, aren't they? If my ancestor were still alive, with their cultivation level, with their cultivation level..."

An elderly man with white hair choked up as he finished speaking.

Despite being filled with grievances, he didn't know how to express them and could only pretend that Shen Guanfu was a dead man!

"The Song family will definitely come for the autumn harvest this year; let's fight them!"

"Fight? How? Even if we were to fight to the death, could we possibly harm a single finger of a Dao Foundation cultivator?"

The hall erupted in noise in an instant.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Just then, the sound of flowing water suddenly rang out.

The babbling of the clear spring drowned out all the sounds of arguing.

Inside the lobby, spring water overflowed without anyone noticing.

This spring is extremely clear, like a bright mirror, and carries the vitality of sweet rain.

"Have you all had enough of arguing?"

An elderly man with green hair had somehow taken up a seat in the main position.

This is Shen Guanyuan, the only Dao Foundation Establishment Ancestor in the Shen family, who only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Dao Foundation.

"The Yuanzu...the Song family is being extremely aggressive; what can we do?"

A middle-aged man with a growth next to his nose said in a trembling voice.

"Don't rush, don't panic... Let's not talk about my cousin's life or death... My family sent a prodigy to Moyun Cliff back then, who advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage early on. Over the years, the family has gritted its teeth and sent countless spiritual resources there..."

Shen Guanyuan said, "Before I went into seclusion, I sent someone to tell Wanshan to return. He should be in the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage now. With the cultivation of the Golden Core Immortal Sect, spiritual weapons, talismans... those few Dao Foundation stage cultivators in the Song family can be wiped out with ease."

"The Ancestor has already informed Wanshan?"

An old man nearby beamed with joy, while another elder of the Shen family looked displeased: "My Wanshan is a prodigy, and now is the time to wholeheartedly prepare for the Purple Mansion. Why be distracted by this?"

Shen Wanshan came from this lineage, and in the past, when people were sent to deliver the spirit money, it was this lineage that was the most proactive.

"Cough cough..."

Shen Guanyuan coughed, and the spring water suddenly boiled: "Although Shen Wanshan belongs to your third branch, the spiritual resources were pooled together by all seven branches! Although he has joined the sect and no longer belongs to the family, what's wrong with lending a hand when the family is in trouble?"

As for the Purple Mansion?

To be honest, he's a shrewd and experienced man. He's seen a lot. Apart from Mo Yunya and his loyal followers who have been trained since childhood, who else is there for outsiders?

Moreover, the situation on the cliff is changing rapidly. It is said that the Purple Mansion is short of spiritual items and they are given priority to the disciples and descendants of the Purple Mansion True Persons. How could it be Shen Wanshan's turn?

If that child can achieve perfect enlightenment in this lifetime, it will be enough to comfort the ancestors of the Shen family.

"Alright, everyone disperse!"

Shen Guanyuan waved his hand, and a group of Shen family elders filed out.

After walking some distance, the middle-aged man with a fleshy growth next to his nose approached the third brother's house and sighed, "Third brother... when Wanshan comes back, you'll have to have a good talk with him."

"What did I say?"

The head of the third household asked in surprise.

"Regarding the matter of our ancestor... have you seen that spring?"

The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "My Shen family specializes in the [Ji Water] cultivation method. Although the spring water was clear as a mirror just now, it boiled due to the ancestor's anger, and it has become more volatile... I'm afraid the fire injury caused by the Song family's Dao Foundation last time is still there. Even if it can be healed, how many years will it take?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

The third brother paused, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man.

"I'm doing all this for the sake of the Shen family... In case the patriarch suffers an unfortunate fate, the family will always need a Foundation Establishment cultivator to hold the fort. Wanshan is just so-so in the sect, so why not... return home and become the patriarch? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The middle-aged man laughed.

"Hmph, wishful thinking! Leaving aside whether Moyun Cliff will release them, my precious grandson was born with purple clouds coming from the east. I had someone calculate it, and he has the destiny of a Purple Mansion. How can he waste his time in my family?"

Third Brother immediately retorted angrily.

"Purple Mansion? Haha... My family mainly studies the 'Black Tomb Construction Book.' Did Wanshan go to Moyun Cliff to have someone build a 'Di Earth' for him? No! It was just some worthless 'Three Cave Spring Secrets'! Moyun Cliff has never produced a 'Ji Water' Purple Mansion!"

The middle-aged man sneered, "Rather than letting Wan Shan fail in his attempt to reach the Purple Mansion realm and perish, it's better to keep him at home. The spiritual resources saved can be enough to support several more Foundation Establishment cultivators..."

"roll!"

The third brother was immediately furious.

The two parted on bad terms.

Unbeknownst to them, two Foundation Establishment cultivators were watching all this calmly from a short distance away.

"Senior brother's 'Cloud Dream Technique' is becoming increasingly refined..."

The speaker was a female cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, with a beautiful face, delicate eyebrows, peach-blossom cheeks, and almond-shaped eyes. She was wearing a dark green palace dress and was looking at a male cultivator next to her with adoration.

This male cultivator appeared to be around thirty years old; he was from the Heavenly Court. He had a high nose bridge and a somewhat cold and hard face, and he looked somewhat similar to the "third brother" of the Shen family. He was wearing a black Taoist robe and a white jade sword at his waist.

At this moment, a cold smile appeared on his face: "Junior sister, you've seen it too, this is the family my senior brother comes from..."

"Although my senior brother's family is poor, they are still..."

The female cultivator was still racking her brains, trying to say something good about the Shen family.

But Shen Wanshan coldly replied, "Since I was a child, my family sent me to a sect... like entering a pack of tigers and wolves. If I hadn't happened to join a sect and received my master's protection, I might have been among the white bones lying at the bottom of that cliff... Every year, my family sends me some supplies and makes me swear an oath to repay them in the future... Heh heh, now they're even more reckless, sending me to fight the Song family's Dao Foundation to the death!"

"When I read the Suwen Jing, it said that the physical body is a precious raft for crossing the world. When one achieves the Purple Palace, if the physical body has any flaws or insufficient essence, it may lead to failure in the first step of catalyzing supernatural powers."

The junior sister said, "Senior brother is now in the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage and is planning to build his Purple Mansion... His physical body must not be harmed."

"good."

Shen Wanshan sneered, "Without reaching the Golden Core Immortal Sect, one will never know the vastness of the world... Now that Grand Master Yaochen has returned to the Great Void, and Houxuan is in charge... The situation on the cliff is changing rapidly, which is the time for us to rise up. Why bother with petty squabbles? Let's go... to see the Ancestor."

He led his junior sister straight into the council hall.

Splash!

The sound of a black boot stepping on the spring water immediately made Shen Guanyuan, who was sitting in the main seat with his eyes closed in contemplation, open his eyes.

When he closed his eyes, he was like a sculpture; now that he has opened them, the room seems to crackle with electricity, like a venomous snake.

Upon seeing Shen Wanshan, his expression softened: "It's Wanshan? Good... You've finally reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. With this move, I'll see what happens to the Song family..."

"I'm sorry, Ancestor... Our sect has decreed that we disciples are forbidden from participating in the struggle for vassal power..."

Shen Wanshan refused outright.

Although Moyun Cliff did indeed issue such an order, it is only natural for many disciples to secretly help their families, which is almost an unspoken rule.

Shen Wanshan's current statement is clearly just an excuse.

Shen Guanyuan suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if he were choking on blood: "So, what is your intention in coming back this time?"

"This is my junior sister, Fuling. Our master has already arranged a lifelong vow for us. I brought her back here so that my family can see her..."

Shen Wanshan pulled his junior sister next to him, causing Fuling to blush shyly.

"Furthermore... I intend to go into seclusion to break through to the Purple Mansion realm. Once I achieve True Person status, a single word from the cliff will be enough to make the Song family obediently come to my door and kowtow in apology..."

At this point, Shen Wanshan's voice became much heavier: "Ancestor must also know... that so many forces in Shu are raised on the cliff, like sheep being herded, ensuring that neither the Song family will swallow the Shen family, nor the Shen family will devour the Song family..."

"No matter how much we fight, it will only lead to chaos... We might as well support me in breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm."

His tone was sincere, and a gentle breeze seemed to have stirred within the council chamber, causing ripples to spread outwards...

"well……"

Shen Guanyuan suddenly looked much older, curled up in the high-backed chair: "Don't try to bully this old man with such tricks... If you want to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, my Shen family will naturally do everything in our power to help you, hoping only that you will succeed..."

……

After a while.

Two streaks of light flew out of the Shen family's residence.

Fuling glanced at the bulging storage bag at Shen Guanyuan's waist: "Senior brother... are you really going to accept the request of the Shen family patriarch and go to intimidate the Song family?"

"What's the point of intimidation? The Song family also has disciples at Moyun Cliff... It's not good to break off relations."

Shen Wanshan said, "Let's go straight back to the sect. Houxuan Zhenren is now in charge of the cliff and is making great strides... He has changed many of the bad habits of the past. Perhaps... even we outsiders can look forward to the Purple Mansion."

"The Purple Mansion..."

Fu Ling sighed.

Even for disciples of the Golden Core Immortal Sect, the Purple Mansion realm is still beyond their reach.

"Hmm? There's a foundation for the [Ji Shui] Dao?"

Just then, Shen Wanshan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Early stage of Dao Foundation... I don't recognize him. His magical energy is murky. He's probably just a lucky rogue cultivator."

"Senior brother?"

As fellow disciples, Fuling immediately understood Shen Wanshan's meaning.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

Shen Wanshan immediately gave chase, his heart burning with excitement: 'I should test the waters first. If they truly have no background… then I'll take their resources to nourish my cultivation…'

He stopped the streaking light and saw one of the people in it, wearing a green robe, with gentle eyes like a deep spring.

"What does this fellow Daoist wish to do?"

Fang Qing spoke up innocently.

"Hahaha...of course, I'll kill you and steal your treasure!"

Shen Wanshan spoke the truth directly.

"Senior brother, why are you telling the truth? Wasn't the plan to first confuse this person so that junior sister could launch a sneak attack from the side?"

The same applies to Poria cocos.

After they finished speaking, the two exchanged a glance, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. Suddenly, they knelt down, pleading, "Greetings, Master! Master, spare our lives! We are disciples of Moyun Cliff!"

"Oh? You want me to spare you?"

Fang Qing chuckled lightly: "Then... what price are you willing to pay?"

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