Eternal Life by Daily Divination

Li Chang’an quickly found the Curse Technique inheritance within.

"A Tier Three Top Grade Curse Technique inheritance."

With a thought, he took out the Inheritance Jade Scroll and scanned its contents.

He only glanced at it for a moment before losing interest.

Just as the rumors claimed, this Curse Technique was powerful, but it would damage one’s own luck and fortune.

If one were to cast too many curses, they would surely be plagued by misfortune; even a casual stroll could lead to a fatal encounter.

He had no intention of cultivating Curse Techniques.

However,

the section on dispelling curses was worth remembering.

’One can never be too careful!’

Having made up his mind, Li Chang’an put the Jade Scroll away.

He placed the rest of the Treasures into his Storage Pouch, then briefly cleaned up the traces of the battle.

After finishing all this, he did not go directly to the Flying Ship where Cui Baihong was. Instead, he waited quietly for the Divination to appear.

At Midnight that night,

a golden light materialized before his eyes.

[Divination has been refreshed]

[Today’s Divination: Auspicious]

[You use the Puppet to lure Cui Baihong into a trap and defeat him. You discover Tier Four Red Fire Sparrow Essence Blood in his Storage Pouch. No unexpected incidents will occur.]

"An Auspicious Trigram!"

Li Chang’an’s mind was put at ease.

He immediately directed Meng Chong to head toward Cui Baihong’s Flying Ship.

Everything went quite smoothly after that.

After Cui Baihong saw the small fragment of the Stone Stele in the Memory Stone, he immediately had Li Chang’an take him to the ruins.

The two of them, one following the other, arrived at the ruins under the cover of night.

"It really is a Quasi-Tier Four Array."

Cui Baihong wasn’t suspicious.

He took out a Tier Four Talisman and used brute force to break the Array, shattering it.

Once the Array dissipated, his figure flickered, and in an instant, he appeared before the Stone Stele.

"A Celestial Grade Divine Sense Secret Technique."

Cui Baihong’s eyes lit up, and he was just about to retrieve the Stone Stele.

But at that very moment,

the world around him changed abruptly.

One Quasi-Tier Four Array after another rose up—arrays nested within arrays, interlinking with one another, instantly turning the place into a deathtrap!

Cui Baihong immediately realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

"Meng Chong, you dare betray me?"

He roared furiously and extended his Divine Sense toward his Storage Pouch, intending to pull out the Spirit Contract he’d signed with Meng Chong and use it to threaten him.

But in the next instant, he discovered his Storage Pouch had vanished!

After that, Cui Baihong tried every trick he knew but was unable to break out of the Array.

Faced with the relentless bombardment from the Array, he was forced to activate his White Tiger Vajra Body.

But this time, even the White Tiger Vajra Body was useless.

In less than fifteen minutes, the White Tiger Vajra Body was shattered.

His expression was bleak, his Magical Power was exhausted, and his body was covered in blood. The Array’s Power forced him heavily to his knees.

"Cui Baihong, it seems your White Tiger Vajra Body is even less impressive than Gu Yunqi’s Yellow Sand Undying Body."

Li Chang’an slowly revealed himself, standing not far away.

Upon seeing his face, Cui Baihong’s pupils trembled. "Li Chang’an, how can it be you?" he roared in disbelief.

"Who did Daoist Cui think it was?"

"How could you possibly have so many Treasures to set up these Arrays? It must be Zi Xi! Zi Xi, get out here!"

Cui Baihong scanned his surroundings, his mouth full of blood, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

He refused to accept that he would be defeated by Li Chang’an.

If he were to fall at the hands of a Celestial Pride like Zi Xi, it would have been easier for him to stomach.

Li Chang’an said calmly, "Daoist Cui, stop shouting. Daoist Zi Xi is not here. She is back at the Purple Mist Sect, testing several of the sect’s new Saint Childs and Saintesses. I am the only one here."

"I don’t believe you!"

Cui Baihong still refused to believe it.

’How could Li Chang’an possibly defeat him all by himself?’

From the very beginning, he had always believed Li Chang’an was just a Turtle, always living under someone else’s protection.

"Li Chang’an, you alone are not enough to take me down!"

Cui Baihong suddenly bellowed, and his previously flagging aura surged in an instant.

His pupils abruptly turned gold, radiating an indescribable majesty, as if he were a waking tiger.

In the blink of an eye, the golden color spread across his entire body, cloaking him in a layer of brilliant light.

"ROAR—!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering tiger’s roar resounded.

Cui Baihong erupted with power. His battle intent surged, his black hair whipped about wildly, and the phantom of a massive, golden tiger appeared behind him. In an instant, he was before Li Chang’an, throwing a punch.

This was the secret of the White Tiger Spirit Body.

Even when cornered and at the end of one’s rope, as long as one did not completely abandon hope, they could unleash one final strike.

White Tiger Sacrifice Fist!

Cui Baihong was completely confident that this punch would obliterate Li Chang’an on the spot!

Li Chang’an’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t dodge or evade. With the Qi and blood in his body boiling, he threw a punch of his own.

"BOOM!"

Their fists collided like meteors from beyond the heavens, the impact shaking the sky and earth and echoing through the clouds.

A savage power erupted in an instant, sweeping out in all directions.

Within the Array, dust and smoke billowed everywhere.

The ruins around them and beneath their feet were instantly turned to dust by the terrifying force.

A long while later, the dust settled and everything grew calm.

Li Chang’an still stood in the same spot, not having moved an inch. Only the sleeve on his arm was tattered.

Cui Baihong, however, slowly collapsed to his knees.

His expression was ashen. The golden light in his eyes gradually faded, and his right arm hung limply at his side, blood streaming from it.

"I never imagined... not only are your methods so varied, but your physique is also this powerful."

Cui Baihong hung his head, his previous arrogance and defiance gone.

The White Tiger Spirit Body had given him a powerful physique that ordinary Cultivators could scarcely imagine.

Yet the physique he was so proud of, combined with the desperate final blow of the White Tiger Sacrifice Fist, couldn’t even withstand a single, casual punch from Li Chang’an.

’His greatest strength had been defeated. What was there left to be proud of?’