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Chapter 786: 329: Feidu!

Laodeng’s Accelerated Cultivation!

Senluo’s Promise (Unconditional updates)_2 Chapter 786: 329: Feidu!

Laodeng’s Accelerated Cultivation!

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Senluo’s Promise (Unconditional updates)_2 Su Yanyan’s dazzling eyes locked onto his as she said, “While this Ghost King isn’t worth worrying about for now, if the Nether Ghost Monarch is intent on taking revenge on you, it’ll be troublesome in the future.

I perceive that you have made significant progress.

How much longer till you break through?”

A smile appeared on Chen Dengming’s face, “I should be able to break through within ten years.”

When he said ten years, in fact, he wouldn’t need that long.

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Based on his current mastery of the “Longevity Skill”, he would only need about eight more years of cultivation to break through to the Complete Golden Core stage.

If his Spiritual Root’s defects had not been resolved, this time would have to be extended by more than four years.

“Eight years…”

Su Yanyan was astonished, although she knew that Chen Dengming’s qualifications with his Spiritual Root could be called exceptional, and was rare even in all the Four Seas and Four Realms, she still felt surprised that he could break through to the Complete Golden Core so quickly.

However, eight years was still a rather long time.

She shook her head and said, “I can only try my best to buy you more time.

Over the past few years, the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance has gradually tested the strength of the Four Realms.

After you teamed up with the Lord to injure the Outer Domain Devil Lord last time, the Devil Lord has been laying low for these years, but last year, there were quite a few Demon Cultivators in the West Demon Sea who were manipulated to hold a ceremony.

I suspect that the Alliance may launch a counter-attack within the next three years…”

“Within three years…” Chen Dengming’s eyebrows raised.

As expected, getting everything you want is difficult unless you inherit the Fortune Dao in the Heavenly Immortal Dao, attaining Supreme Fortune.

Of course, the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance wouldn’t wait for him to break through before launching a counter-attack.

The leader must at least be on the level of an Ancestor.

Thinking of the Ancestor, Chen Dengming couldn’t help but ask, “Has there been any movement from the Ancestor who has been in the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm for so long?

Has he looked for you Martial Uncles afterwards?

Did Senior Qu ask?”

He had always suspected that based on the Ancestor’s habits, he might not have been sitting comfortably in the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm all this time, and was likely planning something in secret over these years.

Having heard no news at all, and the other Martial Uncles appearing obedient and accepting of being at the Alliance’s beck and call, seemed rather strange.

Su Yanyan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she said with a commanding tone, “You sure ask a lot of questions, but you should try not to ask about your Master’s affairs too much, Senior Qu can contact him directly without going through us…”

“Ohh–…” Chen Dengming showed a look of sudden realization.

Qu Shenzong had returned to the New Blessed Land of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the East Immortal Sea twenty years ago, with the rumor being that he was wholly focused on training Qiao Zhaoxian.

Similarly, Old Sword Lord, a Divine Transformation cultivator from the Shu Sword Pavilion, also returned to the Pavilion’s Blessed Land and is raising Sword Son Gao Lingxiao.

Likewise, these top sects give Chen Dengming the same level of importance as they do their Daoists.

With a high probability of becoming Nascent Souls, these Daoists are seen as potential successors and are thus treated with utmost importance.

However, Chen Dengming has now taken a step ahead.

From being ‘Not-so-great-in-battle-Little Chen’, he has grown into the most exceptional individual amongst the three.

Based on what Su Yanyan hinted, Chen Dengming speculated that Qu Shenzong might be able to communicate with the Ancestor using Heavenly Will.

After all, Heavenly Dao Sect is also a part of the Heavenly Immortal Dao.

Being part of Heavenly Destiny, the final divine skills of the Heavenly Immortal Dao can be comprehended by everyone, and it’s impossible for Qu Shenzong, who is known as the best in all Four Realms, not to have mastered Heavenly Will.

Adding the fact that Qu Shenzong might have already refined the Heaven Destiny Hall…

“Maybe Senior Qu and the Ancestor have been plotting secretly for many years, and have already made plans…As his disciple, I only need to concentrate on my cultivation, no need to worry unnecessarily.”

With such a speculation in mind, Chen Dengming, who originally came to see Su Yanyan in a hurry, also left casually and leisurely.

However, once he returned to his cave, he immediately began to cultivate urgently.

Since Su Yanyan has stated that the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance might launch a counter-attack in three years, she must not be shooting in the dark.

Three years is not enough time for him to cultivate to the Complete Golden Core stage.

However, he has set up numerous merits in the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance due to betraying Demon Cultivators multiple times in the past.

He has never used these merits and is waiting for the most appropriate time to consume them.

If these merits are consumed, even if the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance’s major counter-attack truly commences, he can still obtain one or two more years to gather himself, which would allow more preparation.

According to his original plan, he would need over eight more years to break through to the Complete Golden Core.

However, while plans are set in stone, people are adaptable.

Over the years, he had also collected a considerable amount of Elixir Pills and Formations, profiting his cultivation, from his sect.

For instance, the Diling Flowers.

After plucking off its petals and steeping them in water to drink, one can increase their cultivational prowess by one percent every day.

The Spirit Heart Grass was another example.

Once he had eight stalks, used five, and kept three.

These could be used to spur cultivation progress during crucial moments.

Then there was “I Love A Handful Of Firewood,” an exclusive top-grade medicinal herb originating from some heretical cult in the West Demon Sea.

It was said that if taken with a Sister, both of them could greatly improve their cultivation efficiency.

If combined with all kinds of silk stockings that He Yingyu had personally crafted, it would create a “Dry Wood Meets Fierce Flame Against Your Life Three Thousand Combo.”

Through these Elixir Pills, Formations, or the constant stimulation from his Sister, Chen Dengming was able to minimize the time needed for his breakthrough.

Should he manage to expedite his breakthrough by a year, he’d gain an upper hand once the chaotic age of the counter-attack arrives.

In the Golden Core stage, breaking through each small realm will cause a huge increase in the purity and volume of one’s Dan Power.

A Cultivator, with a complete Golden Core, gradually starts to tap into the power of the Nascent Soul.

In a battle of magic, they can at least surpass those in the late-stage Golden Core by twice as much.

Not to mention, after breaking through to the complete Golden Core, Chen Dengming would be able to cultivate in the third-class top technique in the Longevity Sect, which is in short supply.

His battle power would again increase.

That would be his last resort to live and thrive in a chaotic era.

While Chen Dengming was forcefully imprisoning the Dark Spirit into the Soul House and ardently cultivating after taking his medicinal herbs, an uninvited and imposing guest arrived at the gloomy and dim Land of the Fallen in the farthest east of the Eastern Region.

The leader was a majestic figure clad in a primitive and sturdy armor with fiery red hair fluttering like burning flames, quite the spectacle.

From him emanated a cold and intimidating Ghost energy.

He was sitting on a chariot like a tall and straight pine and cypress.

His demeanor was composed and reserved.

The chariot was entirely made out of cold and ghastly white bones.

The wheels looked like they were assembled from countless hand and leg bones, and on the front, there was Ghost gas surging around like warhorses, pulling the chariot forward.

Upon closer examination, the Ghost gas was formed by countless lingering ghosts that refused to disperse.

Behind the chariot, there were several gloomy Ghost Creatures who followed his orders, carrying tea and pouring water.

Further behind them, a group of Cultivators from outside the region were hanging back a bit, not daring to get too close nor stray too far, following in a state of obedience yet also surveillance.

This composed and reserved red-haired man, naturally, was the Qianluo Ghost King.

In the middle of the chariot behind him was a dainty and pretty ghost servant girl, bearing many resemblances to the Mini Array Spirit.

She was, unexpectedly, another persona of the Mini Array Spirit—Feidu.

As the chariot carrying these people entered the forest in the Land of the Fallen, all the lurking Ghost Creatures and Evil Curses in the forest scattered and fled sensing the intimidating aura of the Ghost King.

Seeing this, the group of Cultivators following behind stopped at the border of the Land of Fallen, looking at each other with some helplessness.

One of the balding elders among them said, “What on earth does this Qianluo Ghost King want to do here?

We have already warned him.

Even if they could cross the Land of the Fallen, on the other side is the Four Seas Sealing Immortal Formation.

If he forces his way through, his life could be in danger.”

Another young cultivator shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, “No idea.

But it doesn’t concern us.

Our mission is just to follow the arrangements and bring them here.

What happens next has nothing to do with us.”

In the Land of the Fallen, where leaves of the trees blot out the sky and the sun.

The Qianluo Ghost King slowed down the speed of his chariot, looking up at the serene and rolling black fog on top of his head.

He was able to sense the fierce energy deep inside this black fog and even the calm yet terrifyingly dreadful energy in the deepest part.

The Senluo Avatar!

The Ghostly Nether Beast that had once given birth to itself from the Underworld River.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to cross the Four Seas Sealing Immortal Formation but still rushed here because of this Ghostly Nether Beast.

He had brought along the sincerity of the Ghost King of the Netherworld, hoping that this Ghostly Nether Beast, after leaving the Nether Springs for so many years, wouldn’t have forgotten the little Kappa on the shore of the Underworld River and that promise…

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