Chapter 1065 - 729: The Red Flame’s Wealth

Chapter 1065: Chapter 729: The Red Flame’s Wealth

In the faint glow of Yingying, the characters emerged.

[Lifespan: 255/1218]

This time, the condensation of the Tai Chi Golden Core increased the lifespan by 302.

More than ever before.

"Three hundred and two years..."

In Shen Xuan’s eyes, the river of years flowed quietly.

The ancient and solemn aura surrounding him became increasingly evident.

The changes brought by the Tai Chi Golden Core far exceeded expectations.

The first was lifespan.

For an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, increasing lifespan by a few decades in a small realm break is already rare.

Those who reach over a hundred are few indeed.

Foundation establishment grants a lifespan of two hundred and fifty years, Golden Core grants five hundred years.

This is common knowledge in the Cultivation Realm.

But him?

Before forming the Tai Chi Golden Core, without using [Other Shore Demon Flower], he had a millennium lifespan.

Now, at the Middle Stage of Tai Chi Golden Core, his lifespan increased by three hundred.

Thus, upon reaching perfection in the Tai Chi Golden Core, the lifespan increase would be akin to the five hundred years of condensing a Nascent Soul.

Next is power.

The Tai Chi Golden Core no longer operates with purely spiritual power.

But with "magical power".

The power that touches the edge of the Heaven and Earth Laws.

The ice and fire dual Golden Cores fused into this blue-red flowing Tai Chi Golden Core.

Its might is by no means as simple as one plus one.

Shen Xuan estimated privately.

Currently, his power of pill essence is about three times that of an ordinary Golden Core perfection cultivator.

Equivalent to thirty percent of Nascent Soul Early Stage.

This means that even facing a Nascent Soul True Monarch, Shen Xuan has the power to counter just with the Golden Core’s force.

Lastly are the cultivation.

The nourishment required by the Tai Chi Golden Core is immense.

Yet it is no longer picky.

Spiritual power, demon power, magic power, evil qi, power of stars...

Various exotic energies between heaven and earth can all be converted by the Golden Core into pure magical power, feeding back into oneself.

The longer the lifespan, the stronger the lethality of [Other Shore Demon Flower].

The thicker the magical power, the higher the odds in magical combat.

The path of cultivation is suddenly enlightened.

All this made something that had been tightly wound deep in Shen Xuan’s Dao Heart slightly relax.

The Nascent Soul Great Dao is no longer unattainable.

After forming the Tai Chi Golden Core, Shen Xuan felt more confident.

Beginning to plan for the future Nascent Soul Great Dao.

"The urgent task is to leverage the power of True Monarch Wu Wei to refine the Longevity Pill art and progress in cultivation steadily."

Alchemy remains his most adept foothold.

A single Longevity Pill extends the lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator by over a decade.

Such a heaven-defying object cannot be valued in spirit stones.

True Monarch Wu Wei provides the medicinal materials for his practice; it’s an excellent opportunity to consolidate the Alchemy Dao.

Moreover, they have a covenant, a Celestial Dao Oath was sworn.

True Monarch Wu Wei invested a lot, deterring the small-minded on his behalf.

Unless absolutely necessary, Shen Xuan is unwilling to break the covenant and breach the oath.

Of course, Shen Xuan does not fear the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Commerce Alliance.

He simply doesn’t want to be entangled.

Merchants seeking profit is inherent nature.

Even if they cultivate to Nascent Soul, seemingly glamorous, they have long been corroded and devoured by capital.

Greed is like an abyss, never satisfied, with extremely low limits.

Dealing with such people is like walking on the edge of a cliff.

Even slight carelessness leads to an abyss.

A trace of cynicism flashes in Shen Xuan’s eyes.

He looks down upon those Commerce Alliance True Monarchs.

Even if they cultivate to Nascent Soul, they lose their nature.

Shen Xuan gazed far out toward Washing Sword Lake.

The sound of waves remains, like a long song of the Great Dao, endless.

...

Half a month later, Immortal Jing Lian visited.

Evidently, she had carefully adorned herself.

Her cloud-like hair was tied high, with a plain White Jade hairpin, strands of cyan hair hung by her ears.

Her lotus-like jade face shone, her cherry lips like pills, her pretty eyes shimmering like autumn waters.

"Shen Lang. This is the latest frontline battle report from the Daoist Palace."

Shen Xuan accepted the Jade Scroll.

He glanced at the charming smile of Immortal Jing Lian.

Instinctively, he reached out and pulled her close.

"Shen Lang, don’t..."

Immortal Jing Lian softly resisted: "I haven’t yet..."

"Don’t make noise."

Shen Xuan chuckled lowly, his breath brushing her ear.

"Be good, listen."

Immortal Jing Lian’s ears turned red, her delicate body softened.

Afterwards came the storm.

The faint fragrance of orchid and musk, whispered breaths, the silken garments revealing skin, at this moment still resentful for no connection.

...

The bedroom returned to silence.

Immortal Jing Lian lay sideways on the bed, her hair disheveled, her breathing long and deep.

She was too tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Earlier, Shen Xuan had indeed been somewhat indulgent.

Poor Immortal Jing Lian, even though she was a True Pill cultivator, she couldn’t withstand this kind of exertion, and had to rely on sleep to recover her energy.

Shen Xuan sat at the bedside, donning his clothes and rising.

He hadn’t had his fill.

The agitation within him slightly subsided.

Secretly estimating, perhaps only a female cultivator at the peak of Dharma Aspect realm would allow him to revel fully.

Shen Xuan picked up the Intelligence Jade Scroll.

His Divine Sense probed in, his eyebrows furrowing.

Qin Country’s Human Race army faced tight strains at the front.

The Demon Race launched a massive attack, seizing twelve Immortal Cities, and seven sects in two months.

One particularly striking news drew his attention.

The Mountain Gate of Bright Flame Sect had been breached, disciples scattered, remnants fled to Spirit Control Sect for aid.

Shen Xuan’s eyes narrowed.

Examining further, the battle report startled with each word.

The Demon Race’s offensive surged like a tide, Bright Flame Sect’s Mountain Protection Array was sabotaged from within, mountain-guarding disciples fought hastily, suffering heavy casualties.

Three Nascent Soul True Monarchs remain missing.

Over half of the puppet army was destroyed, the rest scattered.

The mountain gate fell, and the foundation was ruined.

Shen Xuan set down the Jade Scroll, sighing softly.

The once impregnable Bright Flame Sect crumbled so easily.

Six months ago, frontline battle reports occasionally had negatives.

But among Nascent Soul sects like Bright Flame Sect, with three Nascent Souls dominating, thousands of puppet armies were supposed to be the frontline pillar.

Who knew, within the blink of an eye, the grand structure collapsed.

"Self-inflicted tragedy cannot live."

Shen Xuan murmured, voice icy.

True Monarch Red Lotus, True Monarch Red Flame, True Master Shou Yang of Bright Flame Sect coveted his flesh body, intending to seize it.

Fortunately, he was prepared and caused a significant commotion.

Forcing True Monarch Red Flame to abandon his flesh body to escape, severely wounding True Master Shou Yang’s Dao foundation, publicly exposing the conspiracy...

Bright Flame Sect’s reputation was utterly ruined, and people panicked.