Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 310 - 288: A Qi Refining Stage Cultivator, Can They

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"Ancestor, save , save !!!"

The classic ancestral summoning technique.

Ever since he was little, whenever Yang Fushuo was hit, he would shout this, and Yang Genshuo beca numb to it.

The shadow of a kobold, holding a massive club, chased after Yang Fushuo’s rear, flying at high speed, seizing any chance to strike with the club!

Bang!

The thick spiritual power shield on Yang Fushuo blocked the damage and then propelled him forward using the impact of the blow.

If it weren’t for Brother Guo giving him an Immortal Emperor’s signature mochi before coming, Yang Fushuo would be in a much more pathetic state... he would likely have joined his ancestors in the ancestral temple by now.

The red fire dragon beside him clicked its tongue twice.

"Your friend who cooks is pretty impressive..."

"Hey, hey, hey! Help out here! Aren’t you here to assist ?"

The young fire dragon coldly replied, "I can add three statuses to you, choose which one you want."

"1. Enemy of All Clans: You will particularly draw the attention of the shadows of all clans;"

"2. Absorption Aura: You can absorb one skill from a slain shadow of the clans, which you can use at any ti without consuming your spiritual power;"

"3. Fake Death: After use, you will reasonably die, and then revive at the nearest respawn point, limited to one use only."

Yang Fushuo pondered for a mont.

"Crap! Useless!"

"You’re not useless? Getting chased by a kobold? Hm? Speak up?"

"Damn it! I’m not useless; I just haven’t displayed my full strength!"

The fire dragon shook its head.

"Heh~ I’m but a dragon scale. It doesn’t matter if you fool , but don’t fool yourself. It’s fine if you’re kidding; just laugh it off, but I hope you wipe the corner of your eye after saying that, so the tears of a good-for-nothing don’t start falling. Trusting you won’t cost a piece of flesh, but don’t get carried away with your own pretense, alright? I’m not trying to break your defenses, but wipe away your tears and give it so thought. Aside from , who else in the Dragon God Immortal Palace would believe the words of a Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer good-for-nothing like you?"

Yang Fushuo: "...."

Yang Genshuo: "..."

This fire dragon was a bit rebellious.

With face flushed red, Yang Fushuo shouted, "I’m going all out with you, you dragon whelp!!!"

"Watch out, good-for-nothing!"

Bang!

One swing of the club sent Yang Fushuo flying, and the fire dragon, swishing its tail, followed after him, shaking its head.

"Sigh~ maybe I should just send you out directly."

Yang Fushuo: "Get lost, ahhh!"

After his impotent rage, Yang Fushuo continued to flee desperately.

The fire dragon’s three skills perfectly embodied utter uselessness!

Facing a single shadow, he should play dead?

Then there’s no need to explore the Immortal Palace; better go ho and sleep early.

The fire dragon was not only unhelpful but also venomously sarcastic; Yang Fushuo decided to save himself in his own way!

He took a deep breath... and yelled:

"Ancestor, save my life! I’m dying, I’m dying!"

Yang Genshuo, hearing this, had his face filled with black lines.

"Indeed, the fire dragon might have gone too far..."

"The fire dragon’s first ability is purely negative, unable to beat one, and attracting more is just seeking death."

"The second ability... requires the ability to kill the shadow first, damn it, it creates a negative feedback loop with the first."

"The third ability... utterly useless."

Yang Genshuo hurriedly checked the Character Card of the kobold chasing them.

[Shadow of the Clans (Kobold)]

[Realm: Foundation Establishnt Eighth Layer]

[Skills: Mad Dog Gale, Beast Spirit Protection, Wild Awakening, Ruyi Stick Technique.]

[A unique creature of the Dragon God Immortal Palace, manifested from the Dragon God Spiritual Power, embodies the myriad forms of the clans, knows neither pain nor fatigue, and will actively attack any outsiders who enter the Immortal Palace. Will only disappear once shattered.]

[Carrying: 1 gemstone]

An utterly ordinary clan, but its strength is a solidly grounded Foundation Establishnt Eighth Layer, three minor realms above Yang Fushuo, and exceedingly adept at close combat; Yang Fushuo, an Alchemist, being beaten to a scurry is plausible.

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"What a pity... no weaknesses, what to do now?"

The shadow of all tribes created by the Dragon God could only be shattered; there were no other thods.

Although Yang Fushuo seed in a hurry, Yang Genshuo was not.

Besides using up the Fire Dragon’s [Fake Death], there was a good chanism inside the Dragon God Immortal Palace... which was that each palace had a teleportation point, entering which could take one directly out of the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

It might be difficult for others to find, but Yang Genshuo had already seen the teleportation point through the map, and it was very close to Yang Fushuo.

If he wanted, Yang Fushuo could run over now and leave the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

Even without Fake Death, as long as one knew the location of the teleportation point, it was impossible to fall.

"But if that’s the case... Yang Fushuo would lose the opportunity of the Dragon God Immortal Palace and could never enter again."

Clearly, this was not acceptable to Yang Genshuo.

He thought for a mont, then gave an instruction.

"Run this way!"

An arrow appeared in the sky, and upon seeing it, Yang Fushuo hurriedly flew over, with the furious kobold still chasing and hamring behind him, holding quite a grudge.

Yang Genshuo zood out his view, continuously scanning the changing Dragon God Immortal Palace.

First of all, Yang Fushuo and Yang Fu had not arrived at the sa palace.

Thick fog separated them.

But Yang Genshuo was not pointing blindly; he deduced...

"Got it!"

"Head over here!"

Yang Fushuo followed the old ancestor’s arrow and arrived under a towering ancient tree.

Wu Yi was sitting under the tree, deep in thought about sothing complex.

Yang Fushuo was imdiately overjoyed! He gathered a breath of Fire Spiritual Energy and flew over with all his might.

"Martial Brother Wu! Save !"

Wu Yi glanced at Yang Fushuo flying towards him and the kobold shadow behind him.

"Oh."

Pfft!

Wu Yi slowly sheathed his knife back into his chest.

Yang Fushuo didn’t even see Wu Yi draw his knife; he just felt a cool breeze pass by his neck, and sothing exploded behind him.

Looking back, he saw the kobold shadow had vanished, and with its shadow bursting, the little Fire Dragon breathed out a mouthful of crimson fla, which transford into a big hand in the sky, reaching into the shadow’s fragnts to fish out two gemstones.

"Here, you useless thing."

The little Fire Dragon coldly fished out two gemstones.

Yang Fushuo sneered, looking at the little Fire Dragon with skepticism.

"Just two? Did you steal one? Let search you."

The little Fire Dragon’s face darkened, and it stuffed the gemstones in its mouth.

"Forget it if you don’t want them."

"Damn it! Give them back to !!!"

Little Fire Dragon privilege: Has a chance to obtain more gemstones from the shadow of all tribes.

Yang Genshuo covered his face: "Stop embarrassing us, Fushuo! Can’t there be so trust between man and dragon? It’s its credit that two ca out."

"Oh... I was just testing it, to avoid it secretly tricking . You always said, ancestor, a boy must be careful when he’s out!"

Yang Genshuo: "..."

Because he had chatted too much with the young Yang Fushuo, his various catchphrases had beco heavily influenced, very similar to a modern person.

He seed like a transmigrator...

After prying the two gemstones out of the Fire Dragon’s mouth, Yang Fushuo, without having ti to thank Wu Yi, looked at the disappearing dark shadow and quickly shouted:

"Little Red, quick! Use your second ability and absorb it for !"

"I’ll give you another chance, shout my na out loud, you useless thing!"

"Useless thing!"

Yang Fushuo shouted it super loudly.

Little Fire Dragon: "?"

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