Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Flowing water descends to level ground, each heading in different directions.

Life also has destiny; in an instant, life and death are like a floating boat.

Amidst the long dark night, the killing intent suddenly appears, and a large head flies high, eyes wide open full of disbelief.

How could Ge Zhenyan think that the usually humble and obedient character, driven like a hunting dog and scolded like a servant, would suddenly rise up and take his head so easily within ten steps, blood-stained?

Zhang Fan also never expected that on this seemingly calm night, which hid heart-stopping surprises, he would meet an old acquaintance, like water flowing east, reminiscent of spring’s bloom.

"Ge Shuangxiu, how dare you commit such a betrayal?"

Among the Ge family experts, finally someone came back to their sense, accepting the unbelievable reality before them and screamed harshly.

"Fool, call your mom, flee separately!"

At this moment, Ge Zhenyan’s head, which flew high, surprisingly let out a startled roar. His vitality had ceased, but his Primordial Spirit remained, and his trembling voice was filled with rage.

"Why are all my underlings such idiots?"

Ge Shuangxiu could take his head within ten steps silently; his skills were evidently stronger than usually displayed. In this situation, instead of fleeing immediately, they dared to give orders loudly, surely these people washed their heads before going out, letting water seep into their brains?

"None can escape!" Ge Shuangxiu’s lips curved slightly, the scar on his brow twitching.

With hands sealing, his Primordial Spirit soared into the sky, as if like a shadow pressing heavily.

"Primordial Spirit Burial, Flowing Wine!"

Buzz...

Suddenly, Ge Shuangxiu’s Primordial Spirit emitted a strange frequency, as if it had transformed like flowing water, gently flowing through each person’s body.

Their bodies shook, and their Primordial Spirits involuntarily vibrated, matching the frequency of Ge Shuangxiu’s Primordial Spirit...

The next moment, those Primordial Spirits, like streams, merged into the river sea, into Ge Shuangxiu’s Primordial Spirit.

Rather than merging, it was more like devouring, as a great tidal wave swept over, engulfing the streams to build momentum, gradually forming an ocean.

"Primordial Spirit Stealing Life!" Zhang Fan’s gaze tightened.

Ge Shuangxiu’s Daoist Skill was too unique, specializing in the Dao of Primordial Spirit, crafting the Great Killing Skill—such a method was peculiar even in the Daoist Sect.

"Ge Shuangxiu, you’re truly a Wuwei Demon." Ge Zhenyan felt a mix of shock and anger.

Devouring Primordial Spirits, harvesting them as medicine, must be a technique from the Wuwei Demon Sect.

He never expected that this waste remaining by his side for so long had such origins.

At this moment, Ge Zhenyan didn’t care about his subordinates’ life or death, having lost his flesh body, he immediately planned for Primordial Spirit Emergence to escape.

Boom...

Suddenly, a terrifying phenomenon manifested faintly, dissipating like daylight, like a Great Night emerging, spanning north and south, cutting across east and west, with the sky high and the earth wide, trapping all directions.

In an instant, the entire abandoned skyscraper seemed to tremble and shiver.

"This is..."

Ge Zhenyan’s Primordial Spirit abruptly changed color, almost unbelieving; he felt a huge entity emerging from the void, blocking his path, sixfold Primordial Light flickering, sinking, and surfacing amid black and white intertwining.

"Such a phenomenon in the Heaven and Earth Profound Sect’s Technique... What are you?"

Ge Zhenyan shouted in disbelief, feeling as if trapped in a quagmire, despite having Mahayana Cultivation, unable to reverse the situation; behind him, the Primordial Light dimmed, almost being crushed by the terrifying phenomenon ahead.

Zhang Fan offered no response, his Primordial Spirit indescribable, like that eerie abyss, it opened its ghastly great mouth and swallowed Ge Zhenyan’s Primordial Spirit.

Crunch... Crunch...

The eerie chewing sounds echoed within the abandoned skyscraper, appearing particularly harmonious.

"Tsk tsk, ten years have passed, you’re also Profound Skill Great Success, Pure Yang disciple of Great Master Second Realm, refining it is easy enough."

Ge Shuangxiu slowly approached, having just harvested over a dozen Primordial Spirits, brimming with vitality, inner divine light restrained.

"The path of cultivation is long, almost endless. What talk of Great Success?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, gazing at Ge Shuangxiu with mixed emotions; speaking of it, it had been ten years since they last met.

"Ge Zhenyan was an expert in Great Master Second Layer; you devoured his Primordial Spirit, yet your aura hasn’t significantly increased?" Ge Shuangxiu walked closer, scrutinizing Zhang Fan with a peculiar expression.

Such a greatly supplementing Primordial Spirit for others might improve threefold, yet with Zhang Fan, such a powerful Primordial Spirit seemed to sink into the sea, only causing minor ripples.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly but remained silent; having passed through the Great Night of Darkness’s Tribulation, his Primordial Spirit was whole, like a bottomless abyss, such a small Great Master Second Realm Primordial Spirit was merely a slight snack for him, just to fill the teeth gaps.

"Zhou Yi once said that separation guarantees reunion; unexpected, ten years have passed, and here we stand united again." Ge Shuangxiu sighed deeply.

"Indeed, ten years have passed, I do miss you all." Zhang Fan chuckled lightly.

"Don’t be ridiculous; for ten years you’ve been in the Great Night. Remembering your parents is a good enough achievement." Ge Shuangxiu laughed and cursed.

"Sometimes, in dreams returning, it’s a place people don’t wish to recall yet cherish." Zhang Fan lamented.

"You’re quite special—left after just a year."

While speaking, Ge Shuangxiu glanced at Zhang Fan: "We truly have no parents, but you do."

"Not much I can do." Zhang Fan spread his hands, saying: "My parents were too busy at the time, treating that place as a daycare."