The Possibility of Becoming an Immortal!

"Hmm?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost's movements came to an abrupt halt upon hearing that roar, which was imbued with thick, potent mana.

She looked toward the window, and her eyes lit up instantly.

What a handsome young man, and what rich, vibrant Yang energy.

In the eyes of the Red-Clad Female Ghost, she could not discern the cultivation level of the person outside the courtyard at all; she only felt that robust, surging aura of vitality.

To her, it was as intoxicating and alluring as poison.

Compared to that young man, the person before her now was nothing but dross.

"I seal the Yin energy to suppress the mysterious pass; so it was you, this Red-Clad Fierce Ghost, causing trouble. If you have the guts, come at me." Outside the house, Fei Luo, dressed in simple black attire, stepped forward.

At the same time, Fei Luo was extremely cautious in his heart.

A Red-Clad Fierce Ghost was synonymous with a malevolent spirit.

Through his memories, Fei Luo knew that ghosts were divided into many types: roughly categorized as Evil Ghosts, Fierce Ghosts, Ferocious Ghosts, Ghost Generals, and Ghost Kings.

Ordinary ghosts, like cowards or laughing ghosts, were generally harmless and rarely plagued the living.

But a female ghost like a Red-Clad Fierce Ghost usually harbored immense resentment in life, and after death, she would continuously harm people, absorbing their essence to strengthen herself.

Zombies, on the other hand, absorbed human blood and essence.

Ghosts could be good or bad, but this female ghost, with her formidable and terrifying aura, was clearly no ordinary entity.

"Bang!"

The Red-Clad Female Ghost dropped Li Zheng, whom she had been holding, and drifted through the wall. Her feet did not touch the ground as she stared at Fei Luo.

"Little brother, why so fierce? Wouldn't it be better to let this slave serve you properly?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost half-covered her face and performed a curtsy, feigning shyness, while a faint, exotic fragrance wafted toward him.

"Get lost! Surrender immediately, and I, your master, may help you enter the cycle of reincarnation. Otherwise, I will surely scatter your soul to the winds." Fei Luo stood with his hands behind his back; though surprised by the ghost's graceful figure, he remained completely unmoved by her Charm Technique.

"Hmm?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost was stunned. Why was her Charm Technique ineffective?

Was he a Taoist priest?

Suddenly, the Red-Clad Female Ghost detected the faint, flickering aura of mana on Fei Luo.

"Heehee, why is my gentleman so fierce? I love Taoist priests the most; a priest's essence and blood are such a great tonic."

As she spoke, the Red-Clad Female Ghost arrived in an instant, turning her palms into claws. Her black fingernails elongated in a flash, striking directly at Fei Luo's face.

"Audacious monster, I shall reveal your true form!"

Seeing the ghost bare her fangs and claws at him, Fei Luo didn't waste words. He circulated the mana within his body rapidly and threw a punch at her.

As for showing mercy to a fair maiden?

Fei Luo had never considered it. He had already given her a chance, but a ghost was a ghost; she had launched a lethal attack without warning. With Fei Luo going all out, this ghost was certainly no match for him.

A reward delivered to his doorstep—it would be a waste not to take it.

"Boom!"

Fei Luo had no divine abilities; it was just an ordinary punch, a basic combat technique he had learned from Uncle Nine, but it landed solidly in the center of the ghost's palm.

Instantly, the Red-Clad Female Ghost felt a massive force surge through her. Her body could no longer maintain its levitation, and she was smashed like a sandbag against the wall behind her, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Pfft!" The Red-Clad Female Ghost spat out a line of blood in the air; Fei Luo's simple punch had left her severely wounded.

"This... how is this possible?"

"How are you so strong? Are you really a Taoist priest?"

The Red-Clad Female Ghost shrieked from within the dust.

Didn't ordinary Taoist priests catch ghosts by wearing yellow robes, holding a bell in the left hand and a Peachwood Sword in the right, while carrying black dog blood, sticky rice, and talismans?

They usually had to chant incantations to unleash their Taoist arts.

This priest was very wrong!

How could his physical combat skills rival the power of talisman attacks?

The female ghost let out a scream and scrambled to flee; this person was too bizarre, and she was definitely no match for him.

Swish!

Just as the Red-Clad Female Ghost rose to her feet, a pair of eyes like stars entered her vision.

"Finished posturing, and you still want to leave?" Fei Luo smiled slightly, revealing a row of white teeth, and followed up with another punch.

To the Red-Clad Female Ghost, this harmless, refreshing smile felt like the judgment of a demon.

"Young master, spare—" With nowhere left to run, the woman in red wore a pitiful expression, attempting to beg for mercy.

But halfway through, her voice stopped abruptly.

Fei Luo's fist slammed into her chest, piercing straight through her torso.

Whoosh~

The night wind blew past. The Red-Clad Female Ghost looked at the gaping hole in her chest in disbelief and muttered, "He... will avenge me..."

In an instant, the body of the Red-Clad Female Ghost dissolved into specks of spiritual light and vanished.

"Him?"

Fei Luo stood in the small courtyard, lost in thought.

Just as the Red-Clad Female Ghost perished, Li Zheng inside the house regained his clarity.

He rose slowly, shaking his head, feeling a buzzing sensation in his brain.

Had he just had a dream?

Opening the door to look into the courtyard, Li Zheng's brows furrowed even deeper; dust that had yet to settle was still drifting in the air.

What had happened?

At this moment, Fei Luo had already left Li Family Village and was walking toward Ren Family Town. As Li Zheng awoke, a golden light, invisible to the naked eye, emerged from the top of Li Zheng's head and drifted into the distance.

Having finished the task, he brushes off his clothes and departs, hiding his name and deeds deep within.

Whoosh! A streak of golden light submerged into the top of Fei Luo's head. Fei Luo immediately felt the golden light transform into a stream of pure spiritual energy within his spiritual altar.

"Is this the wonder of the Great Freedom Primordial Dao Sect?" Fei Luo clenched his fist, feeling that ethereal aura of merit transform into powerful magic, a surge of heroic spirit rising in his heart.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for eradicating the Red-Clad Female Ghost. Special reward obtained."

"Hm?" Fei Luo's eyes lit up. "It's here?"

"System, claim the reward."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully claiming the reward. Obtained one Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pill!"

Hearing the system's notification, Fei Luo's expression softened, and he probed his consciousness into the system space to examine the reward.

Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pill: An external Daoist elixir. Mortal martial artists who consume it gain sixty years of cultivation; for those in the Foundation Establishment Realm, it provides an unconditional advancement of one stage!

After a brief check of the system reward, Fei Luo's face beamed with joy.

He possessed the Ten Thousandfold Amplification, but that applied to cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and spells; his speed of absorbing spiritual energy did not have a ten-thousandfold boost.

In this current Age of Dharma Decline, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was incredibly thin, such a pill that could unconditionally raise one's cultivation level was unimaginably rare.

Gulp.

While walking, Fei Luo tilted his head back and swallowed the pill.

"Boom!"

Fei Luo felt an incredibly dense surge of magic manifest out of thin air within his body, and the energy within his Purple Mansion tripled in an instant.

Foundation Establishment Realm, mid-stage.

As if by divine inspiration, Fei Luo felt his realm elevate in a heartbeat.

"Good heavens! If I had an unlimited supply of such pills, wouldn't I be able to ascend to immortality?" Fei Luo muttered subconsciously.

Wait, ascend to immortality? Shatter the void?

Fei Luo's expression froze, then instantly turned to wild joy.

"I, Fei Luo, will definitely stand at the pinnacle of this world and reach that step!"

A long howl echoed through the night sky.

Fei Luo was absolutely certain that he would be the lucky one to achieve immortality in this Age of Dharma Decline.

With his system cheat and countless demons and ghosts waiting for him to harvest rewards, the path to immortality was within reach!

If Uncle Nine were to learn of Fei Luo's thoughts, he would be scared half to death.

Ascending to immortality had already become a legend in the Age of Dharma Decline.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators had become as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, let alone those in the Golden Core Realm who could fly through the skies and burrow into the earth, or the Nascent Soul Realm masters who could move mountains and drain seas? Those had long since become myths.