Blood Snake Ridge base.
Shen Mo opened the jade box once again and extracted the severed finger from Hallow Venerable.
However, this ti, before refining the True Immortal's Finger, he had prepared two freshly-made Exorcism Pills in advance. He had just learned how to make this pill, so he had not yet perfected the skill. Out of ten elixirs, eight were of excellent quality, and only two were of perfect quality. For now, this supply was sufficient!
In the next instant, Shen Mo activated the Reverse Dragon Curse, and the Dragon Reversing True Qi in his body surged. At the sa ti, he equipped the Uncommon Victory Destiny and invoked the immunity Skill.
Only after doing all this did he take out a perfect quality Exorcism Pill and swallow it with a GULP.
Sensing that the dicinal properties were beginning to rise in his body, Shen Mo imdiately activated the Bloody Fiend Pearl, strengthened his magic with the Spirit Devouring Skill, and began to slowly refine the True Immortal's Finger.
This bout of cultivation proceeded with exceptional smoothness. Under the suppression of multiple thods—magic, Destiny, Skills, and elixirs—no signs of distortion appeared anywhere in Shen Mo's Daoist body and mind!
Especially under the effect of the Exorcism Pill, the corrupt and twisted energies contained in the primality of True Immortal absorbed into his body were weakened to the extre.
Like a poisonous insect frozen stiff in winter, it was in an inert state. Before it had a chance to react, it was constantly washed by the Dragon Reversing True Qi and repelled by the immunity Skill. Then, it coalesced into an Evil Qi sphere, wrapped and suppressed by Shen Mo's Mana, and was directly coughed out of his body!
It still had a dull color, continuously twisting and hissing, forming various evil and poisonous insect-like shapes.
As soon as this True Immortal Evil Qi sphere was expelled by Shen Mo, it was swallowed in one bite by the hungry Evil-eating Sky Centipede waiting nearby, which had been eyeing it covetously and drooling!
"Master, eat... eat..."
The Evil-eating Centipede, still feeling it was not enough, continually urged Shen Mo through their ntal link.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is how to eat. If you eat everything, it will harm you one day!" Shen Mo clenched his fist and pounded the enormous, sinister head of the Evil-eating Centipede, creating sparks of spirit light.
After a fierce pounding, the Evil-eating Centipede conveyed its pitiful emotions through their ntal link and dared not hurry him anymore. Its massive body crawled next to Shen Mo's foot, its savage eyes stared intently at him, projecting a pitiful and pleading expression!
Shen Mo ignored it and, following the procedure he had repeated many tis before, began to operate his cultivation thod to solidify his skyrocketing cultivation level and introspectively examine his Daoist body and mind for potential hidden dangers.
Only when he had entirely assimilated the gains from this cultivation session did he begin to refine the True Immortal's Finger again!
Day after day, ti flew by.
「Jade Spring Mountain, Dragon-suppressing Sect.」
After selling the original sect's blessed land to the Red Fla Sect, True Master Bian used the spiritual items gained from the sale to buy a ten-mile plot of land. This land was at the foot of a mountain on the southeast slope, tens of thousands of miles away from Dragon-suppressing Slope!
Then, he, along with nearly a thousand disciples, used the materials dismantled from the original site to painstakingly rebuild the sect.
After the completion of the sect gate, the Dragon-suppressing Sect held a housewarming feast, inviting Shen Mo and a group of cultivators close to the immortal sect to join the banquet.
However, Shen Mo was busy with his cultivation at the ti, so he had Yuan Heming attend the banquet on his behalf!
「One day.」
A child with rosy lips, white teeth, and silver hair, yet with the appearance and figure of a four or five-year-old, appeared silently at the gate of the Dragon-suppressing Sect. It seed as if he had sprung out of nowhere; even the Fulong Sect disciples guarding the gate did not notice his arrival!
With his hands behind his back, the silver-haired child stood at the entrance, looking up and down at this sowhat cramped mountain gate which, compared to the imposing gates of other immortal sects, appeared exceptionally shabby.
"Such a disgrace to our house, such a disgrace indeed!"
"These unworthy descendants... They've sold off all our properties, and now even the core grounds of our sect gate have been sold off! This is truly maddening!" Despite his childish voice, the silver-haired child spoke with the haughty tone of soone much older as he pointed at the plaque bearing the na "Dragon-suppressing Sect" and lanted in distress.
There were four Dragon-suppressing Slope disciples guarding the gate: one was in the Qi Gathering Realm, and the remaining three were in the Body Tempering Realm.
Although they were standing straight, their minds were clearly not on duty. So were discreetly practicing their cultivation, accumulating Mana in their bodies, while others were pondering magic and martial arts techniques. Coupled with the silver-haired child's strange arrival, not a single one of them noticed his presence before he spoke.
As soon as the silver-haired child spoke, the leading Gas Gathering Disciple snapped back to reality. He glanced at the child who had appeared out of nowhere and said, sowhat aggravated, "Where did this little brat co from, running here to spout nonsense? Considering your young age, I won't hold it against you. Go ho and drink your milk!"
"HMPH!"
The silver-haired child snorted coldly, glaring at the leading gatekeeping disciple with an expressionless face.
Instantly, this outspoken Gas Gathering Disciple felt a sense of suffocation; his heart seed to stop beating, and his face quickly turned ashen, like lifeless ash.
After a good while, he recovered, his forehead covered in cold sweat, panting heavily with his mouth wide open. He cast another fearful glance at the silver-haired child, then, along with the other three Body Tempering disciples, scrambled into the Dragon-suppressing Sect's gate!
Not long after, True Master Bian, the Law Master of the Dragon-suppressing Sect, and Deputy Sect Master Yuan Heming of the Red Fla Sect erged from the mountain gate.
Yuan Heming had attended the Dragon-suppressing Sect's housewarming banquet and had a pleasant conversation with True Master Bian. They quickly beca familiar with each other and often visited for tea and discussions on the Dao.
Today, Yuan Heming happened to be a guest at the Dragon-suppressing Sect. When he heard that a powerful cultivator in the form of a child was causing trouble, he followed True Master Bian to take a look.
The silver-haired child sized up the two of them and quickly fixed his gaze on True Master Bian, instructing in a commanding tone, "So, you are the current Law Master of my sect? I am your ancestral master, Dragon-suppressing. Why haven't you hurriedly brought the disciples to welco , the Immortal Master, yet?"
Upon hearing these words, True Master Bian was imdiately filled with a surge of anger, his beard and hair trembling with rage.
When the gatekeeping disciples ca to report that this child was at the mountain entrance, cursing them for squandering their inheritance, True Master Bian had already begun to feel enraged. Such blatant disrespect was not sothing anyone could simply laugh off.
Unexpectedly, when facing him, this person's words beca even more insolent!
"You insolent lad, shut up!"
"Everyone on Jade Spring Mountain knows that the Dragon-suppressing Ancestor, the founder of my Dragon-suppressing Sect, fell thousands of years ago..."
"How dare you, a shaless charlatan, use the na of our sect's founder to posture and deceive here? Insulting our ancestors like this is truly unforgivable!"
As he lashed out, True Master Bian had already summoned a large black iron bell.
Because the silver-haired child's aura was obscure and difficult to discern, True Master Bian could not determine his true cultivation level. Therefore, he dared not be careless. The iron bell magic treasure he took out was the Dragon-suppressing Sect's ultimate foundation, a mountain-guarding treasure personally refined by the Dragon-suppressing Ancestor and passed down for thousands of years: the top-grade Spiritual Artifact, the Ocher Demon-dispelling Bell!
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