Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 65 - 64 I Always Feel Like I’m Living in Someone’s S

Chapter 65: Chapter 64 I Always Feel Like I’m Living in Soone’s Shadow

Yang Fu placed a small table in front of him, which held tools for drawing talismans.

Talisman paper, brush, and ink.

He had bought all three from the Loose Cultivation Market last month.

Seeing his father enhance his capabilities with the Golden Sword Skill, Yang Fu took the initiative to learn the art of talisman drawing.

The talisman paper was yellow paper made from hundred-year-old wood, the brush was made from hairs plucked from a Gray Wolf’s tail, and the ink was the most common cinnabar ink.

These items were cheap, and due to the materials, the talismans produced were of very limited power, but they were sufficient for Yang Fu’s practice.

The art of talismans had a very low threshold, cultivators at the Fetal Breathing Stage could make them.

Following the thods described in the book, Yang Fu channeled spiritual power into the Gray Wolf Brush, dipped it in so cinnabar ink, and started to trace the spell pattern of the ‘Golden Sword Skill’ on the yellow paper.

As he completed the final stroke of his brushwork… whoosh~

The drawing of the talisman failed, and the talisman spontaneously combusted, turning into a ball of spiritual power that vanished between heaven and earth.

Yang Fu wasn’t annoyed; he took out another piece of yellow paper and slowly began to draw again.

After completing the second talisman, a streak of golden light flashed, and the talisman took shape!

“Did it work!?” Jiang Xiaobai covered her mouth, her face filled with surprise.

She knew her child had extrely high talent, but… she hadn’t expected him to succeed in drawing a talisman in just two tries.

“My son is so impressive!”

Hearing Jiang Xiaobai’s voice praising him, Yang Fushuo, who was playing in the mud beside them, ran over with a flounce.

“Mommy, hug~”

“Eh~ Clean Clothes Skill!”

With a spell, Jiang Xiaobai washed off the mud from Yang Fushuo’s body before picking up the little one and then pointed at him, saying:

“Look at your brother, when he was your age, he was already about to achieve the first layer of Fetal Breathing.”

“….”

Yang Fushuo blinked his small eyes, pouted his lips, and then burst into tears.

“There, there~ Mom won’t say anymore, go play with your mud.”

“Okay!”

Yang Fushuo hopped down to the ground and joyfully went back to playing with the mud, making little mud balls and placing them on the ground, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Jiang Xiaobai watched her two children with a face full of fondness.

Each of her children had their own strengths.

The eldest son was sensible and had a talent for immortal cultivation, the second son… was very happy.

Both of them had a bright future.

After drawing a few more Golden Sword talismans, Yang Fu continued to etch other spells that he had learned.

The Five Elents Transfer Skill, which consisted of five basic spells: Golden Sword Skill, Divine Movent Technique, Fire Spraying Skill, Spiritual Rain Skill, Binding Technique.

He had mastered them all.

Yang Fu’s imnse talent made his mother, Jiang Xiaobai, a cultivator herself, quite envious.

He learned every magic with ease.

Yang Genshuo was also delighted; mbers of the Yang Family were all his descendants, after all!

“In the future, Yang Fu will be the mainstay of the Yang Family… this child is so fierce, with talent, comprehension, and temperant… all born for immortal cultivation.”

And Yang Fu quietly continued drawing talismans, one after another, not finding the process tedious in the least.

….

Mosha Town.

A 500-man Martial Cultivator army on horseback was approaching, and as they marched, the ghostly image of a tiger’s soul flickered above the troops.

“Halt! There’s Demonic Qi!”

Wu Hengyu saw the unusual aura in the town from afar.

“Dismount, line up, follow to eradicate the demons!”

His eyes flickered with faint excitent; he was happiest when hunting demon cultivators, without having to deal with the Dynasty’s botherso affairs.

In recent years, the Dynasty’s retreat and ‘turtle shell strategy’ had frustrated the Decree Bureau’s valiant Wu Hengyu a great deal.

He decided that on his way to the Xuan Stone Sect, he would exterminate all the demon cultivators he encountered!

Bang! Bang!

A group of n as eager as the ravishingly hungry burst into the inn at the source of Demonic Qi and kicked the door open!

Then… they saw five demon cultivators lying in a pool of blood.

Wu Hengyu’s eyebrows raised slightly.

“Soone took action before us?”

“Which fellow daoist might it be?”

He crouched down to examine the fatal wound on the innkeeper’s head.

“Gold Elent Sword Qi, a one-hit kill… It looks like a Qi Refinent cultivator of the Gold Elent, able to render these demon cultivators utterly defenseless… The strength has to be no less than Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.”

He led his troops through a patrol of Mosha Town and found no other agents of the Demon Path, feeling slightly disappointed.

His n were also quite annoyed.

“Boss’s ‘follow to eradicate the demons’ had my blood boiling…”

“Damn it, this person stole our ritorious deed!”

“Disaster cos from the mouth; this is the doing of a righteous cultivator, eight or nine out of ten tis it’s an immortal from the Xuan Stone Sect. Don’t speak nonsense and bring disrepute upon the general,”

People from the Decree Bureau are naturally considered inferior to disciples of the Xuan Stone Sect.

Although Wu Hengyu had not been able to vent his frustrations on the demon cultivators, he still encouraged his soldiers.

“Don’t be disappointed. On our way to the Xuan Stone Sect, we will encounter many demon cultivators. Next ti… I will make sure you all have a good fight!”

“Good!”

A month passed…

Wu Hengyu looked at the two Qi Refinent Realm demon cultivators lying dead on the road ahead, his mind bursting with golden sword qi emanating from his body.

A familiar scene caused Wu Hengyu to beco dazed.

“I feel… like I’m always living in soone’s shadow.”

This month, whenever he felt the presence of demonic Qi… there would inevitably be a clueless demon cultivator.

Like a curse, it clung tightly to his head.

“Why? Why is it like this? Is there really no demon cultivator who can escape your detection? You wouldn’t happen to be a Foundation Establishnt cultivator playing tricks on , would you?”

“Ahahaha…”

His soldiers: “….”

It’s not just the boss who felt like going mad; they all felt it was a bit eerie…

If it weren’t for the Military Soul being able to see through all devious things, they would even suspect they were trapped in a demon cultivator’s illusion…

When the army’s morale was low, a master scout, Li Chuan, from the Innate Sect returned from afar.

“Report! General, there’s news of demon cultivator activity in Wan’an County ahead. My investigation suggests… it’s Ding Zhen, the helmsman of Blood Soul Valley, active in this area,”

“Hmm!?”

Wu Hengyu’s essence qi surged!

Ding Zhen was a famous figure in Blood Soul Valley.

With extrely high talent and cultivation, although there were no well-known evil deeds linked to him… if a demon cultivator’s cultivation was high, he must have committed great atrocities.

This man was a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivator, as well-known as the Fat and Skinny Daoists of Blood Soul Valley, and hailed as a towering figure of the new generation of Blood Soul Valley. His future success in reaching the Foundation Establishnt Great Dao was almost a certainty.

However… there were rumors that Ding Zhen did not get along with the Fat and Skinny Daoists, and they had so private grudges.

“If it’s really that Ding Zhen… without reaching Foundation Establishnt, definitely we can’t take him down! We must hurry, I am determined to see who that expert in the Golden Technique really is!”

Wu Hengyu felt that if he didn’t get a glimpse of that person, he would forever live under the shadow of golden sword qi.

All he hoped now was that Ding Zhen could hold his own, and keep that person at bay.

“As a reward… I will leave you with a whole corpse.”

With this army he personally trained and that had followed him for ten years, even at Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, he dared to challenge a half-step Foundation Establishnt cultivator!

He cultivated the Commanding Technique!

Even Ding Zhen, with his infamous reputation among demon cultivators, was just a piece of fat at in his eyes.

His eyes glead with a competitive light as he rushed towards Wan’an County, following Li Chuan’s intelligence.

…

Wan’an County.

It is a major city in the Danai Dynasty, ho to millions of people.

Cultivators and mortals coexist within this city.

For Yang Shi, who was on his way to the Xuan Stone Sect, this was the best city to rest in before continuing his journey to the Xuan Stone Sect without stopping.

Having eaten Grain Avoidance Cakes all along the way, Yang Shi felt as if his mouth was getting bland.

He found the Spiritual Food Inn here, ready to have a good al.

The years of fine eating at the Yang Family had made him fastidious; he felt uncomfortable if he didn’t eat so spiritual food at a al.

Under the nourishnt of abundant spiritual power, his body continued to grow without ever reaching its limit.

On the road, whenever he encountered a master of the Innate Sect, he would spar with them, and, under Yang Shi’s provocation, not a single one managed to defeat him.

The Yang Family ate too well. How could ordinary masters of the Innate Sect afford to eat spiritual food every day?

Not to ntion the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill worth 200 spirit stones each; saving up for a lifeti to afford one would be quite an achievent.

After all, masters of the Innate Sect are not cultivators; it’s very difficult for them to earn spirit stones.

Yang Shi took out two low-grade spirit stones and exchanged them for a table full of spiritual food.

A large bowl of Spirit Rice, a platter of Spirit Fruit, a basin of nine-tailed rabbit at.

While indulging in this feast, Yang Genshuo directly adjusted the flow of ti back to normal.

It was a new city, a new map; he wanted to look around more.

At the sa ti, he could not neglect the ancestral craft.

He flipped through the character cards of the people around him.

Most of those dining at the Spiritual Food Inn were cultivators, but there were also a few well-off Innate Sect masters, so Yang Shi sitting among them did not seem out of place.

“There are quite a few disciples from the Xuan Stone Sect… Wow~ they all know so many spells, worthy of a great sect.”

“This Spiritual Food Inn belongs to the Tang Family of Wan’an County, who mainly practice the Fire Skill and seem quite famous here.”

“Huh? This person… looks a bit familiar?”

“Ding Zhen?”

Having accessed the character card, Yang Genshuo confird his identity. He had wanted to warn Yang Shi to be cautious, but seeing Ding Zhen’s identity… a subtle smile appeared on his face.

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