Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 811 519: An Unconventional Path of Immortality?

But he never truly allowed the Three Saints of Tianji Pavilion to plot for Hong Yuan's secret treasures!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he beca. The Sword Master raged, his hair standing on end, and his pores expanded as fierce sword light shot towards the surroundings.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three sounds of shattering echoed, and three blood mists appeared in the field.

Ziji Fairy, Xuanhun War General, and Jincun Battle General's flesh remained not, leaving only consciousness entrusting in their respective Holy Artifacts.

If they wish to reconstruct their Saint's bodies, it would take at least fifty years!

Fifty years is more than enough for Hong Yuan to advance to the seventh or even the eighth tier.

After all, in today's era, storms are rising, dragons and serpents overturning.

"Hiss~" All the Saints of Phoenix Creek sucked in cold air and froze, not knowing what madness the Sword Master was up to again.

Suddenly, they seed to understand why the previous Phoenix Creek Great Saint didn't choose the Sword Master as Phoenix Creek Co-Lord but instead chose Elder Fu to take the position.

With such capricious and temperantal nature, who could bear it?

"Since my senior brother chose Yuan as the next Phoenix Creek Great Saint, then he must have his reasons."

"From now on, I hope no one plots against Yuan's Holy Artifacts and secret treasures."

"If anyone harbors malice towards Yuan and I find out, I will not spare them!"

The Sword Master spoke with nace to the Three Saints of Tianji Pavilion.

He scanned around, and the Saints of Phoenix Creek all lowered their eyes, not daring to et his gaze.

The field was silent, quiet throughout.

Isn't it true, unless you tacitly allowed it, would the Three Saints of Tianji Pavilion really plan against Yuan's Holy Artifacts?

The Saints of Phoenix Creek expressed great helplessness.

"What is he doing? Hypocritical again? Forget it, no matter him. Even if he excels, he is just an eighth-tier Saint. As long as Phoenix Creek Sect's power is entirely under my control, that's enough!"

Hong Yuan's eyes lowered, thoughts swirling, he quietly thought of the Qinglu Great Saint.

Truth be told, Hong Yuan also found himself sowhat confused by the Sword Master's volatile actions.

But fortunately, he already secured the position of Phoenix Creek Co-Lord, even if he is now just sixth-tier!

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A month later, on September 6th, young phoenixes chirped.

On this day, the sky is clear, with endless purple clouds and auspicious signs.

And within Phoenix Creek Sect, it was like celebrating the Dragon Sun festival, adorned with lanterns, lively and bustling.

Because today is the auspicious day for Hong Yuan to officially be crowned Phoenix Creek Co-Lord!

"Who would've thought Hong Yuan would act so remarkably, gaining the recognition of the Saints of Phoenix Creek," praised Chen Hao from the Dragon Fla Sect.

"Haha, Hong Yuan has always been exceptional among us. Gaining the Phoenix Creek Co-Lord position is but natural," Li Qiyuan from Qinglu Taoist Temple responded with a smile.

Both of them ca as guests from their respective sects to witness the grand coronation event of Phoenix Creek Sect.

Back in the day, on the front lines of their two clans' war, they almost got slain by a spear from Li Jianqiu, if not for Hong Yuan saving them.

Since then, they followed Hong Yuan, forming a collective of interests.

Now, with Hong Yuan's achievents, their hearts are enthusiastic, wishing they could also replace their own ancestors and beco sect co-lords.

Aren't heroes shaped by circumstance, while heroes also tily?

A good man should never be without power for a day, nor without companions for a day.

Living without consuming from the five cauldrons, dying without being cooked in the nine cauldrons, what a regret that would be~

Elsewhere.

On Rainbow Fire Peak.

Lin Yiru and Mo Yue'er stood side by side, quietly gazing at the departing figures of Hong Yuan and Ye Zhuyin within the Sect's Grand Hall.

"Is Uncle going to marry Zhu Yin sister and then establish a family?" Mo Yue'er couldn't help but inquire, her lovely face showing complex emotions.

Her voice quivered a bit yet sounded relieved.

All this ti, due to Hong Yuan's deep cultivation and dedication to the Tao, Mo Yue'er perhaps intentionally or unintentionally overlooked certain things.

That is, even though Hong Yuan shares a relationship like father and daughter with her, he will still have his own life!

She herself will have her own life; Hong Yuan, even more so, will have his own life!

However, she sowhat feared being forgotten by Hong Yuan...

"Hehe, Yuan should have married long ago. I'm close to the Saint level as an Alchemist, and I've studied pregnancy-protection elixirs quite thoroughly," Lin Yiru said with satisfaction, with the eyes of an elder sister seeing a promising young brother.

She gazed with an aunt-like smile at the figures ahead, almost together.

Once, she thought Hong Yuan would end up with Jiang Nai, but alas, so irrevocable incidents led to separation by death.

Now, seeing Hong Yuan erge from such shadows, she's genuinely pleased for him.

The breeze caressed, willow branches drifted.

Intensely fragrant flowers filled the mountain paths as Hong Yuan and Ye Zhuyin strolled, laughter rising.

"Yuan, congratulations on becoming Phoenix Creek Co-Lord~"

"Thank you for your blessings, Zhu Yin."

"Hehe, you know, my cultivation has been increasingly smooth lately; I think you should minor in Sound Tao, it's really advantageous!"

"Minor in Sound Tao? I'll keep it in mind."

"..."

Suddenly.

Ye Zhuyin bent over, gently picked a Phoenix Creek Flower, and tucked it into her hair bun.

She looked back and smiled at Hong Yuan, her eyes bright, "Yuan, do I look good?"

The breeze rustled through the bamboo forest, creating a ringing, ethereal sound akin to the music of the heavens.

Soft sunlight fell on Ye Zhuyin's delicate figure, illuminating the Phoenix Creek Flower, but making her even lovelier than the blossoms in spring.

Her fair skin appeared more radiant and moist; she seed to be the Moon Fairy descending, sacred and pure.