Cultivating To Immortality

"My Body-Protecting Light Jade. You... what did you do to my Spiritual Treasure?"

The Crown Prince of Zhao exclaimed, shocked and furious, his face changing drastically as he completely panicked.

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt the Body-Protecting Light Jade still suspended outside his body.

However, an incredibly overbearing force had forcibly severed the spiritual connection between him and his Spiritual Treasure.

He tried to communicate with the Spiritual Treasure again, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response.

The Spiritual Treasure seemed to have suddenly become someone else’s, no longer obeying his commands.

Fang Hong retrieved the fire cloud gourd, a look of joy on his face, and said lightly, "What do you mean ’your’ Spiritual Treasure? Now it’s mine."

The Crown Prince of Zhao’s face was filled with terror, his heart churning.

He had never seen such a bizarre and tyrannical method; a Lifebound Treasure that had protected him for many years was snatched away in an instant.

This filled him with an unprecedented fear!

"Old geezer, you still want to self-destruct? Are you trying to blow your Crown Prince into smithereens along with yourself?" Fang Hong turned to Gu Feng and said mockingly.

He didn’t want to waste two Core Formation Stage corpses.

This sudden turn of events shocked Gu Feng, and he hastily suppressed the True Qi that was about to go berserk within him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He had originally planned to self-destruct to give his Crown Prince a chance at survival.

But the Crown Prince had now lost his Body-Protecting Spiritual Treasure, and if he were caught in the aftermath of the self-destruction, he would likely either die or be crippled.

In that case, what would be the point of his self-destruction?

Taking advantage of their confusion, Fang Hong once again manipulated the Four Symbols Formation Spirit, charging towards the two with a menacing aura. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The Crown Prince of Zhao and Gu Feng could only grit their teeth and resist, each summoning their Spiritual Treasure to barely hold on.

Gu Feng was still able to maintain his footing, but the Crown Prince of Zhao was clearly outmatched; in an instant, he was brutally sent flying by the Array Spirit, spitting blood and looking utterly disheveled.

Seeing that the two were still stubbornly resisting, Fang Hong once again summoned the fire cloud gourd.

The red mist swept out again, quickly snatching away Gu Feng’s Purple Flame Flying Dagger and the Crown Prince of Zhao’s golden longsword.

Pfft!

Gu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with horror, "You.. what kind of demon gourd is this?"

The Purple Flame Flying Dagger was his Lifebound Treasure, which he had refined for over a hundred years, yet it was stripped of its spiritual connection in the blink of an eye. Such a method was simply inconceivable and defied all logic!

Fang Hong retrieved the fire cloud gourd, his expression pleased; with two more Spiritual Treasures, it was a great harvest today.

"You two can die now." Fang Hong said coldly, preparing to kill the two completely.

"Wait. He is the son of the Zhao Emperor. If you kill him, the Zhao Emperor will definitely not let you off."

In this desperate situation, Gu Feng could only bring up the Zhao Emperor, attempting to threaten Fang Hong.

The Crown Prince of Zhao was already sprawled on the ground, his face extremely grim, his eyes filled with humiliation.

As the dignified Crown Prince of Zhao, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

But at this moment, he didn’t even dare to say another word, fearing that Fang Hong might truly take his life in a fit of rage.

"Hmph. I don’t care who you are, you’re all going to die." Fang Hong snorted coldly, manipulating the Array Spirit to charge forward again, determined to cut off the roots.

"Junior Brother. Wait." At this moment, Cao Kun suddenly shouted.

Fang Hong was slightly startled, stopped his hand, and asked in confusion, "Senior Brother, why the stop?"

Cao Kun quickly transmitted his voice, "Junior Brother, this person is the son of the Zhao Emperor. Spare his life for now; he might still have some use."

Fang Hong raised an eyebrow, and Cao Kun continued with his voice transmission, "Now that the front line has collapsed, the sect is facing a crisis of annihilation. If we capture the Crown Prince of Zhao, we might be able to make the Zhao Emperor hesitant and force him to retreat."

Fang Hong showed a thoughtful expression. What Cao Kun said was true, but he just didn’t know if the Zhao Emperor valued his son.

"Junior Brother, it’s better to hand him over to Old Ancestor for handling. Perhaps there’s still a chance to turn the tide of the battle." Cao Kun suggested.

"Alright, then let’s capture him first." After a moment of thought, Fang Hong agreed.

Subsequently, Fang Hong used the Four Symbols Formation Spirit to defeat Gu Feng, rendering him unable to fight, and completely captured both the master and servant alive.

Inside the valley, the Crown Prince of Zhao and Gu Feng were bound tightly by Cao Kun with a golden rope Spiritual Artifact, and Fang Hong had also placed a large number of Spirit Calming Talismans on them, leaving them completely unable to move.

The Crown Prince of Zhao’s face was ashen; he had actually fallen to the status of a prisoner, but at this moment, he no longer dared to make any rash moves, fearing to invite further disaster.

"Junior Brother, let’s hurry back to the sect, lest Zhao State’s reinforcements catch up." Cao Kun reminded.

"Alright, back to the sect." Fang Hong nodded in agreement.

Cao Kun then summoned a massive Flying Sword Spiritual Treasure. He sent the other five disciples to Ding’an Mountain, while he and Fang Hong escorted the two prisoners, speeding towards the sect.

During the flight, Fang Hong unceremoniously snatched the Storage Pouches from the Crown Prince of Zhao and Gu Feng.

The Crown Prince of Zhao’s face was grim, his heart filled with resentment, yet he dared not show any expression, as all his treasures had been taken.

Fang Hong briefly looked through the Storage Pouches. Not bad, the harvest was quite good.

There were over a thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones alone, which, converted into low-grade spirit stones, would be a hundred thousand. This made Fang Hong wealthy once again.

Besides that, two precious items caught his attention: one was the method for crafting a "Wood Escape Talisman," and the other was ten catties of "glass sand."

Fang Hong had already witnessed the function of the Wood Escape Talisman; its evasion effect was extremely miraculous, making it an Advanced life-saving talisman.

However, refining this talisman required the demon blood of a Level 7 wood-attribute Demonic Beast as an auxiliary, a condition that gave Fang Hong quite a headache.

Level 7 Demonic Beasts were comparable in strength to Late stage of Golden Core cultivators and were extremely rare, not something one could encounter casually.

He had stayed in the Heavenly Demon Ancient Forest for so long, yet he had never even seen the shadow of a Level 7 Demonic Beast.

"It seems this talisman can only be put aside for now; we’ll talk about it when I kill a Demonic Beast." Fang Hong sighed inwardly.

As for "glass sand," this was a rare Heaven And Earth Treasure, several times more precious than the earth fire crystal he had once obtained.

As long as it was refined into a Spiritual Treasure, it could greatly enhance the Spiritual Treasure’s hardness, making it a top-tier Material for refining Spiritual Treasures.

Fang Hong intended to refine a flying needle Spiritual Treasure, and this could be incorporated into it to enhance the Spiritual Treasure’s power.

...

Five days later, Cao Kun and Fang Hong traveled day and night, finally returning to Danxian Valley.

The sect at this moment was no longer as bustling as it once was; most of the disciples had already evacuated, and the halls were deserted and empty.

Inside the Sect Leader’s Purple Jade Peak, an elderly Foundation Establishment Stage man stood outside the pavilion, reporting in a low voice, "Sect Leader, most of the sect’s disciples have safely evacuated."

"Hmm, I know. You should go too." Luo Hao stood in the pavilion, his back to the newcomer, his tone calm.

The Foundation Establishment elder nodded silently and quietly departed. Inside the pavilion, only Luo Hao’s lonely figure remained.

He looked down at everything in the sect, filled with emotion. The Cultivation world of Zhao State had been defeated, and in two more days, Zhao State cultivators would occupy this place.

For the sect to continue to survive, it had to relocate to the Western Regions and find new territory.

Whoosh!

Just as Luo Hao was troubled, a streak of light arrived at Purple Jade Peak, appearing in the pavilion.