The Ninth Life Comes to an End!

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun was not going to search for the Earthly God-Seeking Great General.

If the Earthly God-Seeking Great General Realm wanted to kill Ling Feng, a dignified immortal from the Upper Realm wouldn't need to resort to such a despicable method as incantation, which would only make him a laughingstock.

In fact.

Ling Feng's death had absolutely nothing to do with the God-Seeking Patriarch.

The magic sword pierced the air, heading straight into the territory of the Chen Kingdom.

"Puff!"

Within the territory of the Chen Kingdom, in Nameless deep mountain, Lu Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression somewhat listless. However, a playful look appeared on his face.

"Old man Siming, are you satisfied with this little gift?"

Lu Qingfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked up at the sky, and his arrogance in his eyes grew even more unruly.

Three lifetimes later.

Unexpectedly, under these circumstances, the 'Demonic Baleful Entangling Silk Divine Curse' was invoked again.

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun is a celestial deity. With Lu Qingfeng's cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible for him to curse her to death or cause her any trouble.

But since you want to protect Ling Feng, then he will curse Ling Feng to death.

Just now.

The magic sword swept through the air and struck Lu Qingfeng, but it was not meant to take his life; rather, it intended to cripple Lu Qingfeng's cultivation.

It is indeed 'compassionate'.

However, Lu Qingfeng was not afraid of Life and Death at all. On the contrary, the greatest loss would be if his cultivation was destroyed and his experience points were wiped out.

Therefore, sensing the intent of the magic sword, it directly used this strike to reverse the collision of True Essence.

He appeared to be killed by Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, but in reality, he was used as a tool to kill 'himself'.

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun was wrongly blamed and was secretly furious, but he could not vent his anger. He could only scold Ling Feng before his consciousness returned to the Heavenly Realm.

But unexpectedly, another change occurred in the blink of an eye.

Although Lu Qingfeng's innate Root Bone was reduced to zero after his resurrection, his cultivation level was still barely maintained at the Core Formation stage. In his early years, with his Foundation Establishment and Qi Guiding cultivation, he was able to pose a threat to the Solid Core Realm Demon King Hunshan was at the Solid Core stage, using the 'Demonic Baleful Entangling Silk Divine Curse'.

At this moment, they are at the same cultivation level.

To kill Ling Feng with a curse, one doesn't even need to damage their own cultivation; all they have to pay is a hundred years of lifespan.

For Core Formation Cultivator with a lifespan of three thousand years, it is of no great harm.

If one's Root Bone is zero, then no amount of lifespan will help.

Lu Qingfeng unleashed two spells in succession, cursing Ling Feng to death!

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun is an immortal deity. After careful calculation, he immediately realized that although he did not yet know how Lu Qingfeng was reborn, he knew that he had clearly been tricked just now.

Enraged, they immediately launched a second attack.

"Exasperated?"

Lu Qingfeng looked to the north.

In fact, he himself was quite exasperated.

But at this moment, thinking of the expression on Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun's face, most of the pent-up anger in my heart was released, and I felt a sense of relief.

Sensing the approaching killing intent, death was imminent. Lu Qingfeng waved his hand, and dozens of puppets fell, carrying the remaining Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks, Fire-Wind Pearls, and other items, quickly heading towards General Ridge.

He then danced with both hands, and Immortal Crane appeared and disappeared in the air.

It flew away after a few dozen minutes.

At this moment.

The celestial sword arrives.

Lu Qingfeng raised his head, looking at the cold light, a smile playing on his lips, "Old man Siming, you think you can ambush me once and then a second time?!"

After speaking...

His aura plummeted, and his cultivation collapsed like an avalanche.

Whew!

Before the heavenly sword could arrive, it turned into ashes and scattered.

Boom!

The magic sword descended, flattening three hundred miles of barren mountains.

"You brat!"

"I will condemn you to eternal damnation!"

A chilling voice, seemingly from nowhere, echoed throughout the Evergreen Realm, sending shivers down the spines of all living beings and conveying their anger and murderous intent.

"Who is this deity?"

Xuanyin was using the Yin Soul Battle Formation to temper her Nature Cultivation and awaken her Heart Demons. Suddenly, she heard a sound coming from the heavens and earth, and she was surprised.

The Purple-Qi True Immortal, who was standing nearby, also heard this, but frowned slightly. "It seems to be the voice of the Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun."

He had the good fortune to have met this great deity and witnessed him reprimanding the subordinate gods of the Thunder Ministry, which is why he had this impression.

But who exactly is it that has provoked such a furious reaction from Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun?

Chang Lin appeared in the air, his face solemn. "The Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, Lord Siming Sect. Ling Feng deliberately provoked our master outside Demon-Suppressing Mountain— "

Xuanyin and purple qi were immediately taken aback upon hearing this.

"How is that possible!"

Purple-Qi True Immortal shook his head, "Although Master is strong, even if he killed Ling Feng, how could he have provoked such anger from a great god of the Thunder Ministry? There must be another reason."

Xuanyin listened and felt that what Senior Brother purple qi said made more sense.

However, the next moment, three paper cranes, each the size of a palm, fluttered down and landed in front of the three people.

"Teacher?"

Xuanyin and purple qi both looked towards Chang Lin upon seeing this.

Chang Lin's expression changed, and he reached out to take a paper crane. From within it came the teacher's clear, cold voice—

"Order all God-Seeking Abbey to investigate and punish the heretical sect of Siming."

"A fight to the death!"

The voices were stirring, and the three looked at each other, speechless with astonishment.

Peak Rain Mountain.

Inside the cave abode, Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes, a bitter smile flashing across his face.

"It crashed."

This was truly unexpected.

In the game, he killed Changfengzi of the Fire-Wind Abbey and Chang Qi of the Seven Insect Immortal Mountain without incident. The immortals and gods of the upper realm, as well as the founders of the two sects, clearly did not bother with him, a mere mortal cultivator from the lower realm.

However, this time...

"Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun".

A hint of helplessness flashed in Lu Qingfeng's eyes.

This great deity is even above the God-Seeking Patriarch, and is probably already Celestial Immortal being, holding a high position and wielding great power, with unfathomable cultivation.

These immortals and gods, because Lu Qingfeng wanted to kill a mortal True Immortal from the Siming Sect, disregarded their dignity and crossed realms to attack, Human Path foundation of the man.

No one expected this.

"Protecting one's own?"

"Irritable?"

"Is it because my existence has harmed the interests of this person or other celestial beings?"

Lu Qingfeng pondered, but couldn't figure it out.

Even if you figure it out, it's useless.

One can only sigh inwardly, for the Evergreen Realm not a place to return to.

Looking back at the Evergreen Realm, and reflecting on the Ninth Generation.

Lu Qingfeng was thriving in the Evergreen Realm, invincible under heaven. He originally thought he could Chengfeng and, with the help of the fortuitous opportunity at Demon-Suppressing Mountain, reach even greater heights.

They could even catch a glimpse of the realm of immortals and gods.

Unexpectedly, the immortals and gods of the upper realm were willing to disregard their dignity and personally take action.

Under the control of immortals and gods, Lu Qingfeng had no way to escape.

He simply died.

Filled with resentment, he could only take advantage of Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun's momentary lapse in attention to curse Ling Feng to death. Moments later, Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun realized what was happening and followed the Unseen traces to pursue him.

Taking advantage of the lull, Lu Qingfeng settled the affairs of state, sending the Fire-Wind Pearl and the Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks, both eighth-tier Law Artifacts, back to General Ridge. He then issued an order to eliminate the Siming Sect.

Although Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun is strong, in the Evergreen Realm, the God-Seeking Abbey is the strongest.

Once they make their move, no immortal sect in the world can withstand it.

With the death of the Siming Sect, the True Person of the Ling Feng Sect, without external assistance or intervention from celestial beings, the Siming Sect would be destroyed by the God-Seeking Abbey within a few years.

This can be considered a temporary relief for Lu Qingfeng's anger.

As for what comes after—

"When I ascend to the Upper Realm in the future, I will definitely go to the Thunder Ministry to find Old Man Siming and have a match to determine who is better!"

Lu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, hating Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun for ruining his great fortuitous opportunity.

Unfortunately, with his Core Formation level, even though he repeatedly Curse with his life, the vast difference in their ranks meant that he couldn't cause the slightest trouble for Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun.

It would be better to let it collapse decisively and leave it for another day.

The massive experience points Core Formation Stage are used to deduce Technique Method, Divine Abilities, Cultivation Methods, and Pill Formulas before reincarnation.

Do not give Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun any chance, otherwise you will lose a lot of experience points.

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, having failed to land a single blow and repeatedly being tricked, had nowhere to vent his Resentment Qi and was probably jumping up and down in the Heavenly Realm in anger.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingfeng felt much better.

"The Evergreen Realm".

In the Evergreen Realm, dragons and snakes rise from the land, and stars tilt in all directions, bringing great fortune and fortuitous opportunities. Lu Qingfeng also wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to climb high and enjoy the view from above.

What can be done?

"What can be done!"

Lu Qingfeng shook his head to gather his thoughts, then got up and walked out of the cave abode.

He can't go back to the Evergreen Realm for the time being; all the fortuitous opportunities and secrets are no longer related to him.

Its former glory has faded into the past.

Before leaving, Lu Qingfeng disgusted Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, so he stopped thinking about it and stopped speculating about the future situation of the Evergreen Realm.

Simply wait two months for the next life to begin.

With the game system concealing the secrets of heaven, and Lu Qingfeng having chosen a random reincarnation, even with the cultivation and rank of Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, it was impossible for him to calculate the location of Lu Qingfeng's reincarnation.

They make tough statements, but ultimately they have to swallow them back.

Another layer of skin is added for no reason.

On Peak Rain Mountain, the medicinal herbs in the two herb gardens were growing well. Lu Qingfeng walked among them, checking them one by one, which helped to change his mood.

Once his mind was calm, he returned to his cave abode to refine the Violet Insect Bell.

Outside the Peak Rain Mountain.

A middle-aged cultivator in a white robe with a kind face walked at the front. The forest and mountains traversed dozens of feet at a time without hindrance.

Behind him.

Twenty-four cultivators, dressed in gray, Yellow-Robed Monster, or orange robes, followed closely behind, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Peak Rain Mountain is just ahead."

"Elder Lu is in Peak Rain Mountain."

"Elder Lu has been in the sect for over five years, and this is the first time he's issued a mission, and there are twenty-four slots available at once. I fought tooth and nail to get this spot, so I must perform well. Maybe Elder Lu will take a liking to me and accept me as a disciple!"

The cultivators, in small groups, hurried along while whispering amongst themselves.

When it comes to Peak Rain Mountain, most cultivators in the Gathering Cloud Mountains, including disciples of the Sunset Glow Sect, know very little about it. But when it comes to Lu Qingfeng, everyone in the Gathering Cloud Mountains knows him, and the disciples of the Sunset Glow Sect have heard of him like thunder!

This Elder Lu Dual Mastery of Alchemy and Artifice, having reached the second rank in both areas a few years ago, and is extremely famous.

A few days ago, when the Sunset Glow Sect clashed with the other three sects, Elder Lu refined a great many pills and Talisman Artifact, which enabled the Sunset Glow Sect to survive and saved the lives of countless Sunset Glow Sect cultivators.

His reputation grew ever stronger within the Sunset Glow Sect, earning him the respect of many cultivators.

However, Elder Lu is different from Elder Guqin, Elder Mo Han, and Elder Zhang Cheng. He never issues tasks within the sect, and he doesn't need help with alchemy or weapon crafting.

This dashed the hopes of many cultivators who wanted to befriend Elder Lu or gain his favor and be accepted as his disciples.

Over time.

Many people have forgotten about this.

Unexpectedly, a mission suddenly appeared in the sect a few days ago. The mission was to go to Elder Lu's residence at Peak Rain Mountain and do odd jobs such as tending the fire and processing materials, to assist Elder Lu.

As soon as the task was announced, all the spots were snapped up immediately.

These twenty-four people were the lucky ones.

Wang Yuan walked swiftly ahead, overhearing the words of the cultivators behind him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Compared to these people, he was much luckier back then. He was originally a steward of Silver Horn Mountain, with no hope of advancement, and his future prospects were predictable.

Who would have thought I'd meet such a benefactor?

From then on, it soared to great heights.

Not only has his status within the sect risen steadily, but he has also been highly regarded. A few days ago, he was even bestowed with a precious elixir, instantly becoming Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Orange robes are exchanged for white robes, and deacons become elders.

Their strength and status are vastly different!

Wang Yuan was grateful and worked even harder to repay the kindness shown to him.

Leading the cultivators forward, they soon arrived at Peak Rain Mountain.

"Peak Rain Mountain is heavily fortified, so do not wander around. Otherwise, you may fall into the restrictions or offend Fairy Qingyu, which would be a serious offense," Wang Yuan said, turning around at the foot of Peak Rain Mountain.

"Yes."

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder Wang."

The cultivators quickly responded, each one flattering Wang Yuan.

Although he had just been promoted to Foundation Establishment and become an elder, he was Elder Lu's most trusted and valued right-hand man in Peak Rain Mountain. Apart from Fairy Qingyu and the legendary second brother Lu Qingshan who was said to be mingling in the sect, this man was the closest to Elder Lu.

A few days ago, Elder Lu bestowed upon him a spiritual pill, enabling him to achieve Foundation Establishment.

This attracted the envy of a certain group of cultivators.

If you can make a good impression on him, there will be no harm whatsoever, let alone any benefits.

Wang Yuan turned around, his heart at peace.

He had wasted many years on Silver Horn Mountain, witnessing far too much, and his character had long been forged. Seeing these people, he couldn't help but think of himself back then. At that time, his future was bleak, and he treated even fellow disciples with great respect, let alone elders.

Upon hearing that an elder had settled in Silver Horn Mountain, he tossed and turned for three to five days, carefully pondering every detail, before daring to go and pay his respects.

Looking back now, I feel nothing but endless emotions.

Casting aside distractions, Wang Yuan, relying on his memory, led twenty-four Sunset Glow Sect cultivators, using the Profound Steps to avoid the restrictions, and headed towards Peak Rain Mountain.

The monks followed.

Looking around, one sees wind and fire moving about, and waves crashing endlessly. Though it is a small mountain, the restrictions can evolve, creating endless scenery.

It's astonishing.

Climb up the mountain.

Once again, I saw birds playing.

There were Pill Bird, Luan Bird, and Five-Colored Birds, all of which were rare and precious creatures. Judging from their aura, they were probably much more advanced than many of the people present, at the peak of the second tier.

"These spirit birds were all raised by Elder Lu and will not harm people. If you encounter them in Peak Rain Mountain in the future, you need not be afraid, but you should still show them some respect."

Wang Yuan spoke up.

"As expected, it was Elder Lu who raised it."

"I didn't expect that Elder Lu would have these spirit birds in addition to the Ironwing Flying Eagle and the White Crane."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed, and another round of discussion ensued.

He felt his horizons broaden and developed an endless curiosity about Elder Lu.

The outside world only knows that Elder Lu keeps two spirit birds, Ironwing Flying Eagle and White Crane, both of which are of the third rank. The former is used by Elder Lu for transportation, while the latter is Fairy Qingyu.

Little did they know that Elder Lu had raised other spirit birds in addition to these two.

Another surprise.

Continue walking up the mountain.

A clear, crisp sound came from the mountains, followed by a White Crane rushing out from the back of the mountain. In no time, a young female cultivator dressed in green robes leaped up, landed on the White Crane's back, and with a whoosh, landed in front of the group.

Whew!

The White Crane stopped in mid-air, stirring up gusts of wind.

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