Chapter 1080 - 733: Upstream Against the Current

Chapter 1080: Chapter 733: Upstream Against the Current

Shen Xianchen reached out from afar and placed the corpse into the Beast Bag.

Between heaven and earth, silence suddenly fell.

Just moments ago, the shouts of battle shook the heavens, and Demon Qi surged.

Now, there were only ice sculptures scattered all over the ground.

Along with the piercing coldness of Profound Ice.

The Chu family members stood motionless, gazing at the figure in the azure robe standing in the air, as if in a dream.

...

Shen Xuan raised his hand to summon a green-skinned gourd, the mouth of which flickered with ghostly light, producing an invisible suction.

Hundreds of demon wolf ice sculptures on the ground and demon bird ice sculptures in the air transformed into streams of light, absorbed into the gourd without leaving a trace.

"Fellow Daoist Shen! Thank you for your righteous assistance! This kindness and virtue, Ming Hua and the entire Yuehua Chu family will remember forever!"

True Master Minghua suppressed his injuries, actively stepping forward, and bowed deeply.

Shen Xuan nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ming Hua is too kind. After so many years, is everything well?"

"Well?"

True Master Minghua shook his head bitterly, his words filled with worldly weariness: "To miraculously maintain life itself is already a heaven-sent fortune. At least, the Yuehua Chu family has not perished completely."

As he spoke, the sound of something breaking through the air was heard.

The Chu sisters, having received a transmission from their clan members, piloted the Flying Ship, returning slowly to land.

Chu Yuehua leapt down from the Flying Ship, exclaiming in surprise: "Senior Shen!"

Upon receiving the transmission from their clan, Shen Xianchen descended like a celestial savior, with Sword Qi Soaring, eliminating all pursuing demon birds and wolves.

Chu Yuehua was filled with joy beyond measure.

At this time, a middle-aged female cultivator adjusted her bloodstained collar, stood in front of Chu Yuehua, and bowed deeply to Shen Xuan: "Senior Shen possesses vast Divine Power, saving my Chu family from the brink of destruction. This tremendous kindness, the entire Chu family will never forget."

This was to prevent her daughter from being rash and offending Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan gave some face, smiling and saying: "Madam, you speak heavily. This place isn’t suitable for a long stay; it’s best to repair the spaceship and depart swiftly."

"Fellow Daoist Shen is absolutely right."

True Master Minghua forced himself, directing the remaining clan members to return to the damaged family Flying Ship, trying to repair it.

Chu Yuehua and Chu Yueyun, the two sisters, accompanied Shen Xuan.

Beside them were two seven or eight-year-old children.

Their eyes showed timid curiosity.

Shen Xuan’s Divine Sense slightly moved, scanning the two children.

They possessed clear and exceptional roots, with Spiritual Qi embedded within, both were Upper Grade Spirit Roots.

With a good teacher’s careful cultivation and ample resources, the hope of Condensing the Inner Core in the future is quite high.

Half an hour later, the Chu family’s spaceship was reluctantly repaired, the Array’s Spiritual Light was slightly dimmed, but still capable of embarking once more.

The cabin’s quiet room was filled with the lingering fragrance of tea.

True Master Minghua sat opposite Shen Xuan.

His voice was low and hoarse, recounting the front-line battle situation, every word imbued with blood and tears.

Shen Xuan listened quietly, not even touching the Spirit Tea before him.

The deterioration of the front-line war situation was far worse than he previously imagined.

The Demon Race’s army advanced step by step, consuming the entire sphere of influence of Ming Qi Sect, leaving only the mountain gate’s headquarters and Ming Qi Immortal City, struggling to hold on.

All directly governed Immortal Cities have fallen.

Vassal forces like Yuehua Mountain’s Chu family faced an even greater disaster.

The Yuehua Mountain Chu family, once numbering eight hundred cultivators and ten thousand ordinary people, now had only over twenty survivors left on the ship.

"Yuehua Mountain Chu family has done its utmost."

True Master Minghua’s eyes were slightly red, his hands trembling slightly.

"Those who could fight have all died. I shamelessly cling to life, only hoping to leave a few seeds for the Chu family, ensuring the continuation of the Chu family’s bloodline Inheritance..."

At this juncture, the True Pill Middle Stage cultivator’s breath suddenly weakened.

The blood color drained from his face, as if all vitality suddenly left him.

You could tell he was barely holding together with sheer willpower; now that the danger had temporarily eased, his mind relaxed, accumulated hidden injuries, and the exhausted essence were like a landslide and tsunami, rebounding fiercely.

"Fellow Daoist Ming Hua, steady your mind!"

Shen Xuan slightly furrowed his brows, pressing two fingers together like a sword, pointing into the void.

A drop of shimmering, life-giving Taichu True Water formed from nothingness, merging into True Master Minghua’s brow and Sea of Consciousness.

"Mm..."

True Master Minghua’s body lightly trembled, channeling the power to guide it.

Soon, he regathered some color from his blood, and his waning aura stabilized.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you’ve expended such precious heavenly Spirit Water again. I fear this life from the Chu family can hardly repay you."

True Master Minghua expressed his gratitude.

Heavenly Spirit Water, which nourished and restored the vitality of True Pill Cultivators, was invaluable.

At this moment, the Chu family was utterly impoverished, unable to present an equivalent item.

"Fellow Daoist Ming Hua speaks too heavily."

Shen Xuan waved his hand, calmly saying: "Resisting the Demon Race is not merely a private matter for one clan, sect, or nation; it is a shared responsibility among Human Race Cultivators. Shen merely contributes modestly; no need to dwell on it."

He lifted the Spirit Teacup before him, indicating to True Master Minghua: "I toast, with tea instead of wine, to all the heroic spirits of Yuehua Mountain who died in battle, and to those who will never give up their will."

"Fellow Daoist Shen..."

True Master Minghua’s throat moved, holding the teacup with both hands, clinking it heavily against Shen Xuan’s, and then drained the cup in one gulp.

The tea water mixed with throat bitterness, settling straight into the stomach.

Shen Xuan set down the teacup, turning his hand to retrieve a blank Jade Scroll, imprinted with his Divine Sense.

He then handed the Jade Scroll to True Master Minghua.

"Fellow Daoist Ming Hua, the journey to Myriad Phenomena Daoist Palace is still far, make sure to be cautious. Although there are fewer Demons behind, Tribulation Cultivators and those of the Demon Dao take advantage of the chaos to loot, which requires even more vigilance."

"I intend to visit Ming Qi Immortal City to see the front-line situation for myself, so I won’t accompany you."

"Here is a private letter from myself to True Monarch Wu Wei of Myriad Phenomena Daoist Palace. Fellow Daoist Ming Hua, upon arriving at Myriad Phenomena Immortal City, might as well inquire about the city’s situation."

"If True Monarch Wu Wei has taken charge of the Immortal City, the fellow Daoist can use this letter to meet him and should receive some support to establish oneself. If he has not yet assumed the position, this letter must be kept hidden and not shown. Once True Monarch Wu Wei rises to power, you may present it."