Eternal Life by Daily Divination

The Ancient Ruins Secret Realm.

Ancient ruins were visible everywhere.

Li Chang’an selected a remote location.

’I’ll set the trap here.’

With a flash of Spiritual Light, a Stone Stele appeared in his hand.

More than ten passages of ancient text were carved upon the Stone Stele.

It was the opening of the Celestial Grade Divine Sense Secret Technique, Profound God Sky-cutting Skill.

’This Stone Stele should be enough to lure Cui Baihong out.’

Li Chang’an placed the Stone Stele in the ruins, leaving only the upper half exposed.

He had found this Stone Stele in a Gambling Stone Workshop. Originally, it bore no inscriptions but was filled with the ancient, weathered aura of ages past.

This was the very aura Li Chang’an prized.

After placing the Stone Stele, he began setting up layers of Grand Arrays.

’Cui Baihong’s strength should be about the same as Gu Yunqi’s.’

Therefore, the arrangements Li Chang’an made this time were similar to those he had used against Gu Yunqi.

Once the arrangements were complete, he concealed the auras of all the arrays and treasures.

Afterward, he left the area and headed to another set of ruins some distance away.

In those ruins, several Golden Core Cultivators were investigating the area for opportunities.

One of them had a rather pale complexion, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. His aura was weaker than the others.

’This is the Curse Master who came after me.’

Li Chang’an hid in the shadows, observing quietly.

Over the past few days, he had already thoroughly investigated Cui Baihong and his Guest Elders.

The person who had secretly used a Curse Killing Technique against him back then was named Meng Chong, a Tier Three Top Grade curse master.

After that killing curse failed, Meng Chong suffered a severe backlash. He lost some of his lifespan and sustained heavy injuries from which he had yet to fully recover.

But he was envious of the various rewards everyone was reaping in the Secret Realm. Ignoring his weak condition, he had returned to the Secret Realm in recent days to go Treasure Hunting with the others.

The other Guests took special care of him.

"Daoist Meng, if you feel your strength failing, you should return to the Saint Child’s Flying Ship to rest. After we’ve assessed the dangers here, we’ll call you to join us for the Treasure Hunt."

"There’s no need for you all to worry. I’ve mostly recovered."

Meng Chong forced a smile onto his pale face, trying his best to appear normal.

But the sense of weakness was impossible to hide.

One of them sighed and said, "If it weren’t for that Li Chang’an, Daoist Meng wouldn’t be so badly injured."

"Li Chang’an..."

At the mention of this name, a flicker of hatred crossed Meng Chong’s eyes.

All his pain and struggle over the years were because of Li Chang’an!

"Once I’ve fully recovered, I will use every means at my disposal to kill that Li Chang’an!"

"Oh? And what means would those be?"

Li Chang’an suddenly appeared, his expression calm as he looked at Meng Chong and asked.

"Li Chang’an?!"

Meng Chong’s expression changed drastically, and his figure shot backward.

He was just talking tough; he never thought he would actually see Li Chang’an here.

When it came to Li Chang’an, he felt not only hatred but also fear.

The other Golden Core Guest Elders looked far more composed.

"Li Chang’an, you dare to come here alone!"

"If you had stayed in that turtle shell of Changqing Mountain, we wouldn’t have been able to do anything to you."

"But here, there are no Arrays, nor is Zi Xi here to protect you. With your paltry Early Stage Golden Core Cultivation, you’re nothing but a joke in our eyes!"

These men all had Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivation.

Furthermore, as Golden Core Masters from a Nascent Soul Major Sect, their strength was greater than that of other Golden Core Cultivators at the same stage.

Their auras linked together, faintly locking down the surrounding area.

Hearing their words, Meng Chong also came to his senses.

He looked around and spread his Divine Sense, but he didn’t detect the auras of Zi Xi or any other Cultivators from the Purple Mist Sect. His heart settled considerably.

"Li Chang’an, to think you’d appear all by yourself. You’re courting death!"

He shouted sharply, his Golden Core Magical Power erupting as his presence climbed steadily.

"Today, I will slay you and avenge what happened back then!"

Meng Chong’s figure flickered, and he appeared beside the other Golden Core Guest Elders, his aura linking with theirs.

There were a full six Middle Stage Golden Core cultivators against Li Chang’an, a lone Early Stage Golden Core Loose Cultivator.

Six against one.

The advantage was staggering.

Meng Chong shouted, "Everyone, there’s no need to speak of honor when dealing with a despicable villain like Li Chang’an! Let’s kill him together!"

"Good! My thoughts exactly!"

The six of them attacked in unison, their combined might shaking the heavens and the earth.

The next moment.

Li Chang’an’s figure flickered for an instant but remained in the same spot, as if he had never moved.

Yet Meng Chong and the other five all spat blood, their faces filled with horror as they were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ruins of the Ancient Sect behind them.

In the blink of an eye, all six were heavily injured!

"Tier Three Peak Body Refinement?"

Meng Chong’s face was ashen. Covered in blood, he lay collapsed amidst the ruins.

Just a moment ago, Li Chang’an had seemed not to move, but in an instant, he had thrown six punches.

Those six simple punches had blasted through all their Magic, shattered their confidence, and left their hearts filled with nothing but terror and despair.

Facing Li Chang’an, they didn’t even have a sliver of strength to resist!

"Li Chang’an, you’re just a Loose Cultivator. How can you be so strong?"

Meng Chong’s voice was hoarse, his Dao Heart on the verge of collapsing.

Only now did he finally understand how Li Chang’an had remained unscathed despite being targeted by so many Saint Child Level Cultivators.

He relied not only on Zi Xi’s protection but also on his own formidable strength.

In the face of such strength, any and all schemes were a joke.

A green glint flashed in Li Chang’an’s hand as he shot out six streaks of green light.

"Wood Seeds, condense!"

He couldn’t be bothered to explain anything to Meng Chong and, in an instant, refined all six of them, including Meng Chong, into Wood Seed Puppets.

Immediately after, he opened and inspected the Storage Pouches of all six men.

As Golden Core Cultivators from a Major Sect who spent their years scouring ruins, their Storage Pouches contained a considerable number of Treasures, far more than what an ordinary Golden Core Master would possess.