Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits-Chapter 274 - : 117 Golden Yuan Fruit, Nascent Soul True Monarch Inheritance (10k Subscription Required)_5

Chapter 274: 117 Golden Yuan Fruit, Nascent Soul True Monarch Inheritance (10k Subscription Required)_5

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Now, the entire Pill Master Li Family was under Xu Changqing’s control. The former Miss Li and his wife, who were cultivating a Taoist relationship, were thrown by Xu Changqing into an outer estate to live as a widow. Instead, Huang Shengyi, who was adroit in double cultivation techniques, took her place.

Pavilions, bridges over running waters, and the soft sounds of musicians playing stringed instruments wafted from the depths of the vast Li Family estate.

In the main hall.

Xu Changqing, with one hand holding the slender waist of a woman dressed in a light blue gauze skirt, and the other holding a teacup, was enthralled by the soft music playing in his ear.

After a long time, Xu Changqing finally opened his eyes and looked at a man who was also holding a woman, grinning, “Baiyu, isn’t this place better than the Immortal Palace above?”

Jiang Baiyu chuckled and said, “Once you visit Bai Yue Xian City in the future, I’ll let you understand what a sacred place on earth is.”

Xu Changqing’s face fell, he sensed Baiyu’s reproach about his hospitality.

Glancing at the woman next to him, he thought, and decided not to go too far.

At this time, the woman in the light blue gauze skirt gave a charming smile and glanced at Jiang Baiyu, “Baiyu, didn’t you say you wanted to take down that woman from the Yunjian Sect? You’ll have to work harder, otherwise, not only will you fail to win her over, you might even trap yourself.”

Jiang Baiyu’s eyes glowed red as he stared at Huang Shengyi’s body, his mouth curved in a grin, “That’s easy. As long as you and I join hands, with the help of our friend Changqing, how could it be difficult?”

Huang Shengyi’s brow furrowed slightly, “We can’t go easy, the Su Family people are all retreating now.”

“So next, we should strive to elevate our cultivation power.”

“With the three of us joining hands, coupled with Bai Yue Xian City, we could even find like-minded Daoist friends to join us. By then, how could Luo Qianyu alone defend the foundation of the Yunjian Sect?”

With double cultivation, it is easiest to enhance cultivation power.

“Come here,” Huang Shengyi clapped her hands, and musicians playing the zither walked over with the sound of applause.

They were all beautifully dressed in long gauze skirts, standing gracefully – they were female cultivators.

When Jiang Baiyu and Xu Changqing looked at them, they couldn’t look away.

Half a year later.

Luo Moon Alliance ruins, secret realm.

On top of a towering main peak.

The Daoist puppet gathered all the good Qiankun bags, magic artifacts, and other such things from this main peak, contemplated the mysteries of the various cultivation techniques inside the ancient records about cultivation in these books after nearly a year. He had completely absorbed and digested all the cultivation techniques and ancient records on this main peak.

Gathering all things into the Qiankun bag, the Daoist puppet then stood up from the ground, his eyes looking carefully past the collapsed palaces and pavilions, avoiding remnants of formations and prohibitions and searching ahead.

Outside a semi-collapsed palace, the Daoist puppet paused, his cold eyes flickering. Through the green plants obscuring his view of the ruins, he saw two collapsed skeletal remains inside.

“The remains of the powerful beings from the Luo Moon Alliance?” The Daoist puppet’s heart was moved.

The semi-collapsed palace above, a faint and perilous aura caused him to take a step back.

This place is truly fraught with danger at every step!

Looking at the two sets of skeletons inside, the Daoist puppet exploded with power, causing ripples in the space around him, like a large stone thrown into a deep pond, causing a series of terrifying waves.

Whoosh!

The Daoist puppet turned into a long streak of light and disappeared into the space ahead in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was already inside the half-collapsed palace.

“Buzz!”

Behind the Daoist puppet, a remnant prohibition was touched by the ripple in space and an instant murderous energy swept across. All the trees and spirit plants within thirty feet of the palace crumbled almost instantly, as if space itself was stirred up by the terrifying force.

The Daoist puppet turned to see this spectacle, his heart palpitated, his eyes slightly changing, “That was close!”

Passing through the prohibition outside and entering here had indeed exhausted almost 80% of the Daoist puppet’s power and most of his mental energy.

The space here is extremely stable, and it’s not easy to use spatial powers here.

This made the Daoist puppet wonder if in the ancient times, when the Luo Moon Alliance was still in existence, was this place sealed off from space? Was anyone forbidden to intrude by traversing spaces?

After all, the True Monarch of the Cloud Mist Immortal Gate, a demon genius of his era, comprehended the Mirror Moon Symbol, a talisman with spatial powers.

Were one to think of it, simple space traversal should still be feasible.

But if there were formations suppressing and imprisoning space, then this ability would be nowhere to be deployed.

Because, it was not a true comprehension of space, but merely a superficial grasp.

“That prohibition outside is definitely of the fourth degree,” the Daoist puppet exhaled in fear.

The power of a fourth-degree prohibition would completely destroy his puppet with just a slight sweep.

Thankfully,

He had mastered a bit of spatial energy and could directly enter through the prohibition.

Once his mind was settled, the Daoist puppet looked at the two sets of skeletal remains collapsed in front of him, and upon this sight, he was taken aback. These skeletal remains were not like the ancient ones he had encountered before from a Core Formation monk.

That set of skeletal remains had already been corroded by time and disintegrated into ash at a mere touch.