There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 116: The Golden Core of the Long Worm, You Are the Devil!

Early the next morning, Xia Ming went down the mountain to buy freshly baked peach blossom almond pastries, along with two jars of green plum honey wine.

Waiting outside the cold winter tower, Xia Ming's thoughts converged, and a palm-sized purple thunder flying sword floated above his palm.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the purple thunder flying sword in Xia Ming's palm began to emit dazzling arcs of lightning.

With a silent thought of the word "go," the flying sword, like a streak of light, directly pierced through a nearby dark green boulder.

Looking at the incredibly smooth piercing mark, a hint of seriousness flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

"Hmm? A thunderous strike? So easy? Could it be that my spiritual energy can increase the probability of a thunderous strike?"

"Could it be because of the Five Thunder Talisman?"

While pondering, the purple thunder flying sword returned on its own.

Gripping the flying sword, Xia Ming lightly swiped it towards his palm.

The blade was sharp, and in an instant, Xia Ming's palm had a long and narrow wound.

But before the blood could flow out, the wound quickly healed.

"It seems that my body is indeed getting stronger bit by bit, and my recovery ability is improving. It's just that my defense is a bit lacking. What does the 'Extreme Sea Blood Scripture' record?"

Putting away the purple thunder flying sword, and seeing that the window over there was still motionless, Xia Ming swallowed a blood pill and began to read a thick book.

This book explains the principles of yin and yang and the five elements, and also involves some bold speculation and inference.

Xia Ming still had thoughts about the eternal artifact of the Daoist.

Embedding an object into a perfect formation to become an eternal ancient artifact.

But then the question arises.

Why isn't the dantian an object?

If Xia Ming can embed Spirit Root characters, why can't he embed a perfect formation?

Furthermore, an incredibly crazy idea came to Xia Ming's mind.

He wanted to turn his lower dantian into an eternal ancient artifact!

Although the fantasy was good, it was indeed difficult to achieve this step.

Xia Ming not only needed to continuously accumulate Spirit Root characters, but also needed to perfect the perfect formation.

Thinking of the Spirit Root characters, Xia Ming looked towards his lower dantian.

At the bottom of the furnace in the lower dantian, six blue characters and two purple Five Thunder Talismans were shining with dazzling light.

And in the clear Foundation Building spiritual liquid, four slender Five Thunder Talismans were suspended.

The Five Thunder Talismans were Xia Ming's trump card.

Once embedded, thunder would descend from the sky, unstoppable.

But after obtaining the [Thunder God's Divine Eye], Xia Ming was somewhat tempted.

If he could embed the Five Thunder Talismans and take the opportunity to condense the Thunder God's Divine Eye, it would be killing two birds with one stone.

However, this matter couldn't be rushed. Xia Ming knew that the black man in the Tianhe Hall was watching him.

If the Five Thunder Talismans couldn't be condensed, it didn't mean that Xia Ming couldn't do other things.

As an alchemist, he could easily come into contact with fire spirit stones.

And the fire Spirit Root was the third type of Spirit Root that Xia Ming was preparing to condense.

With the rotation of the Blood Wheel Heaven Tower, Xia Ming's body was also strong enough to support the third attribute Spirit Root.

Taking out a clear fire spirit stone, Xia Ming casually played with it as if he had no intention.

As the fire spirit stone continued to dim, the red LED in Xia Ming's mind gradually solidified.

There are also six types of fire-based Superior Spirit Roots, namely Thunderfire, Furnacefire, Overlampfire, Skyfire, Undergroundfire, and Hillfire.

Different fire attribute Spirit Roots also have different characteristics. For example, Thunderfire contains yang energy and is also in the water level. It is known as the Divine Dragon Fire.

Muttering these names in his mouth, Xia Ming also slowly raised a question in his mind.

"Are Spirit Roots like destiny, something innate?"

...

While Xia Ming was contemplating, the person in the attic had already become flustered.

As if sensing something, Handomir quietly opened a small window slit.

Then, she saw Xia Ming sitting below, waiting quietly.

In an instant, Handomir's face turned red.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Handomir was stunned for a long time.

She even doubted if Xia Ming was waiting for her. Pouting her lips, Handomir quietly gazed at herself in the mirror.

After a moment, Handomir finally dressed neatly and went downstairs.

Standing awkwardly in front of Xia Ming, Handomir lowered her head to look at her white shoes.

"Master..."

"The peach blossom apricot pastry that you like to eat should still be warm."

Looking at the pastry box on the stone table, Handomir gently bit her lip.

"Thank you, Master..."

"Also, this is your storage bag. I borrowed 30,000 spirit stones from you and I have written a promissory note inside. I will find a way to repay you before the next season."

Listening to Xia Ming's words, Handomir's expression suddenly became fearful.

She felt that the distance between her and her master was gradually growing, as if an unfeeling iron curtain was slowly descending under the sky.

"No, no, Master... I don't want..."

Before Handomir could finish her words, Xia Ming continued speaking.

"Handomir, have you been taking your medicine for your body?"

In fact, Xia Ming also noticed that something was wrong with Handomir. Her body seemed to be overly sensitive.

Sniffing the faint scent in the air, Handomir tightly clenched her skirt, her eyes looking at Xia Ming with an indescribable resentment.

Handomir had a lot on her mind but found it difficult to speak.

In fact, she had been very sensitive since she was a child, with her five senses, intuition, and inspiration far surpassing others.

She had always thought of it as a talent until she met Xia Ming, and Handomir cried.

She found that she couldn't control her body's instinctive reactions at all. To her, Xia Ming was like an irresistible poison.

As their time together lengthened, Handomir's resistance became weaker and weaker.

...

Looking at the girl's resentful eyes, Xia Ming thought she was just shy.

In order to appease the girl, Xia Ming blurted out without thinking:

"Handomir, actually, it's nothing. Don't be fooled by my appearance. I also have an illness and I take medicine. If you believe me, you can tell me your symptoms and I will help you with medicine and adjust your body."

Hearing Xia Ming's words, Handomir's pupils gradually widened, and her face suddenly turned crimson.

Master... he... is going too far!

Hmph!

She stomped her feet angrily, and Han Dong'er turned and went back to the building.

Xia Ming: ????

"Did I say something wrong? What's wrong with being sick? I'm not proud either..."

Deng deng deng!

Watching Han Dong'er's figure disappear into the distance, Xia Ming looked frustrated.

This is bad.

Her old man with the black beard is probably going to cause trouble for me again.

In his frustration, Xia Ming suddenly felt a piercing pain in his left eye.

"He Niansheng!"

Rising on his sword, thunder and lightning, with a loud bang, Xia Ming headed straight for Qingdai Peak.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Tianhe Sect looked up in awe.

"Who is this! How dare he be so bold? How dare he wield his sword so freely within the sect?!"

"Look at that speed! He must be the Elder Supreme!"

"No! He's heading towards Qingdai Peak, where there is no Elder Supreme!"

...

Outside, there was a commotion, and Xia Ming had already entered the alchemy room.

Taking off his mask, Xia Ming clenched his fist tightly. This time, he must find some clues.

He believed that the day they would meet again as master and disciple would not be too far away.

...

Inside the dim cave, He Niansheng slowly opened his left eye.

At the same time, his right hand held a fist-sized, eye-piercing Gold Core!

Seeing that Gold Core, Xia Ming's body trembled.

Inside the Gold Core, there was a slender worm coiling around!

It looked like a centipede! It looked like a dragon!

In Xia Ming's shocked gaze, He Niansheng placed the Gold Core into the abdomen of a young boy.

Then... the boy's body began to convulse violently.

And then, he died.

The Gold Core leaped out, and the worm inside seemed to grow a little bigger.

"So, you've been eating Spirit Roots... My good disciple's eyes are indeed useful."

Without any sentimentality, He Niansheng closed his left eye directly.

His fingers moved, and several seals were placed on it.

...

Inside Qingdai Peak, Xia Ming remained silent for a long time.

"He Niansheng! Is this the Great Dao you've realized?"

"Your immortality! Is it about devouring people? What's the difference between you and them?"

"Who is the real demon in the end? You are the demons!"

Carefully recalling the scenes just now, Xia Ming's heart became more and more uneasy.

...

Why were there some ancient bronze artifacts scattered in the corner of the wall? Why were there dark green threads wrapped around He Niansheng's fingers?

And the layout of the stone room, why did it resemble the Soul Capturing Cliff of the Great River Sect so much?

"He Niansheng! I've found you!"

Suddenly standing up, a cold killing intent flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

After a moment, he sat back down slowly.

"What are my chances of winning against him?"

"If I don't find him, will he let me go? Can he resist the temptation of the Blood Pill?"

"If I lose again, I will truly become a slaughtered cow or sheep!"

"Damn it! Today, I will condense the Thunder God's Eye!"

...

Just as Xia Ming made up his mind, the gloomy-looking sect master Hong Lie hurriedly arrived at Qingdai Peak.

In just a moment, that brat had managed to anger Dong'er again!

No matter how he tried to coax her, she just kept crying!

When Han Dong'er cried, Hong Lie's scalp went numb.

Evil thief!

Shameless evil thief!

What's so great about bullying a girl? If you have the guts, bully me!

Standing in front of Xia Ming's alchemy room, Hong Lie's eyebrows almost stood up.

Today, no matter what, he had to teach this guy a lesson!

Before he could take a step, a dark cloud floated above Hong Lie's head.

Huh?

Where did the dark cloud come from on such a sunny day?

Before Hong Lie could react, without any warning, thunderbolts directly struck down.

In an instant, Qingdai Peak trembled, and the whole mountain was in shock.

...

"Dong'er! Dong'er! Something big happened! It seems like your master was struck by lightning?"

Han Dong'er: ????

"Let me see, he must have done a lot of bad things! Good for him!"

Panicking, Han Dong'er was on the verge of tears.

"Master! Where is my master?"

"Qingdai Peak."

"Where is Qingdai Peak?"

Helplessly looking at Han Dong'er with her red eyes, Lin Miao could only take her to Qingdai Peak.

By the time they arrived, Qingdai Peak was already surrounded by people.

The thunder was still striking...

(End of this chapter)