Eternal Life by Daily Divination

Cui Baihong laughed loudly and turned to leave.

Behind him, Mu Chen was seething with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire as he glared at Cui Baihong.

"Cui Baihong, hand over the Spirit Medicine!"

He had exhausted countless Treasures and barely managed to break the Array, yet he hadn’t obtained a single Spirit Medicine. Cui Baihong had snatched it all for himself.

How could he not be furious?

Although the two had once plotted together against Li Chang’an, that was ancient history.

They were rivals by nature. The only reason they had briefly joined forces was a shared enemy.

Cui Baihong chuckled. "Daoist Mu, this isn’t your Spirit Medicine. It belongs to the Ancient Ruins."

"You’re courting death!"

Mu Chen, utterly enraged, gave frantic chase alongside several other Saint Children from the Vermilion Bird Sect.

The other Vermilion Bird Saint Children were equally furious.

Cui Baihong might be powerful, but they were no weaklings. They weren’t about to stand by and watch him walk away with the Spirit Medicine.

Seeing that they couldn’t catch up, a ruthless look crossed one of their faces, and he immediately used a Tier Four Card.

CRACK!

He crushed a Jade Talisman.

In an instant, a storm of Nascent Soul Power erupted, sweeping across the land.

Li Chang’an had no choice but to have Cui Baihong stop and use a Tier Four measure of his own to block the storm.

During that brief pause, Mu Chen and the others caught up, surrounding him completely.

Five Saint Children of the Vermilion Bird Sect—all of them formidable, each possessing a Tier Four Card. Their auras intertwined, sealing off Cui Baihong’s escape routes.

Mu Chen barked, "Cui Baihong, are you really refusing to hand over the Spirit Medicine?"

Cui Baihong sneered. "The path of cultivation is paved with conflict. I have always fought for my resources. If any of you disagree, then by all means, make your move!"

Hearing this, the others laughed in pure fury.

"Good, good, good!"

"Cui Baihong, since you love to fight so much, we’ll let you have your fill of it today!"

"I’d like to see how you plan to fend off the five of us by yourself!"

Mu Chen and the others knew Cui Baihong’s character. They wasted no more words and immediately joined forces against him.

Though none of them possessed a Spirit Body, any one of them was capable of posing a threat to Cui Baihong.

Together, the five of them completely overwhelmed him.

In just a few moments, Cui Baihong was already seriously injured.

’That’s about enough,’ Li Chang’an thought. ’He can’t die here. I need more outsiders to witness this.’

Li Chang’an activated an Escape Treasure from Cui Baihong’s Storage Pouch, allowing him to break out of the five-man encirclement and rush toward a more populated area.

For the next half an hour, he fought a running battle, one against five.

The roar of the White Tiger echoed throughout the Secret Realm, heard by countless Cultivators.

"As expected of Saint Child Cui, with his awakened White Tiger Spirit Body! To think he can hold his own against five opponents."

"’Hold his own’? What are you talking about? He’s clearly being routed and forced to flee!"

Disciples from the two sects hurled insults at each other, and many even came to blows.

Before long, the news reached Mu Hongyu’s ears.

’Mu Chen is fighting Cui Baihong?’

Mu Hongyu’s brow furrowed.

Although she disapproved of Mu Chen’s actions, he was, after all, a member of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

After a moment of thought, she transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the location mentioned in the reports.

But before she could even arrive, she heard an astonishing piece of news.

’Cui Baihong is dead?’

"That’s right!"

A disciple from the Vermilion Bird Sect confirmed it for her.

Powerful as Cui Baihong was, he was ultimately no match for five of the Vermilion Bird Sect’s Saint Children.

In the end, his Tier Four Cards were spent, his Treasures depleted, and his Magical Power exhausted. He had fought to his absolute limit.

With the help of the other four Saint Children, Mu Chen succeeded in taking Cui Baihong’s head!

’To think Cui Baihong would die at the hands of Mu Chen.’

The news was so shocking that Mu Hongyu found it hard to believe.

She and Cui Baihong had been rivals for many years.

They were evenly matched in strength, and their duels had always ended in a draw.

She had always imagined that both she and Cui Baihong would reach the Nascent Soul Realm, continue their rivalry, and perhaps even pass it down to their disciples for generations to come.

But now, Mu Chen had actually slain this great rival of hers.

...

「Meanwhile, in another area.」

Mu Chen’s Qi was in turmoil and he looked thoroughly battered, but his face was wreathed in a triumphant smile.

"Hahaha! So what if he had a Spirit Body? I still cut him down, didn’t I?"

He held Cui Baihong’s head aloft and roared with laughter at the sky.

The battle had been costly, but it was all worth it.

After all, many people had already seen Cui Baihong as a future True Monarch of the White Tiger Sect.

Now, this arch-enemy of the Vermilion Bird Sect, this man destined to become a True Monarch, had died by his hand.

"Congratulations, Daoist Mu!"

The other four Saint Children chimed in with their congratulations, their faces tinged with envy.

They had wanted to be the one to kill Cui Baihong, too.

But in the end, their strength was a notch below Mu Chen’s, allowing him to claim the honor for himself.

At that moment, beneath the earth, Cui Baihong’s Soul was glaring furiously at Mu Chen.

"That petty villain is gloating! If it were a one-on-one fight, I would have definitely been the one to kill him!"

"Daoist Cui, how many opportunities for a fair fight do you think the world offers? The Cultivation Immortality Realm has always been unfair," Li Chang’an said to him with a smile.

Everything that happened today was, of course, arranged by him.

Even the Spirit Medicine Garden that Mu Chen and his group had discovered was part of his prior arrangements.

The entire process had gone according to his calculations, without a single flaw.

"Daoist Cui, you fought one against five and died in the heat of battle. That’s a fairly respectable way to go, don’t you think?"

"So be it. At least it wasn’t a humiliating death."

Cui Baihong sighed and flew into the Venerable Soul Banner.

Inside the Soul Banner, he saw the Souls of Gu Yunqi, Wei Xu, and the others.

When he thought about the circumstances of their deaths, he felt a little better about his own.

Outside the Soul Banner, Li Chang’an quietly departed.

He knew very well that Cui Baihong’s death was bound to cause a huge stir.

Therefore, he didn’t go looking for Mu Hongyu directly, deciding instead to wait for the commotion to die down.