Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 216 Adding More Trump Cards - Part 2

"Alright, let's do that."

After considering his plan and the tasks he needed to tackle next,

in the small courtyard,

underneath the Stone Pavilion,

Luo Changfeng slowly stood up.

He walked over to a furnace cauldron not far away.

The task of Alchemy was the least demanding and simplest, so he decided to handle the alchemy business first.

Artifact Refining, inscribing talismans, and storing formations into the Formation Disk

would be dealt with slowly afterward.

...

As Luo Changfeng began to craft what would bolster his trump cards,

ti swiftly passed by.

In the blink of an eye, evening arrived.

At this mont, the sun set in the west.

The lingering glow of the sunset sprinkled over the land, adding a layer to the landscape.

The outdoor temperature had also gradually shifted from the noonti heat to the current slight chill.

Although, in the Luo Family Ancestral Land of Qingshi City,

no matter the ti of day, the temperature was always at a very comfortable level.

But the changing sky could always imperceptibly affect one's mood as well.

"Today's sunset seems particularly beautiful..."

Luo Family Ancestral Land.

In a secluded area scarcely populated,

Luo Yao, the top among the younger generation of the Luo Family and at the Organ Refinent Realm,

was leaning against a century-old tree.

While squinting his eyes leisurely to appreciate the colors of the sky, he murmured gently under his breath.

Following Luo Yao's sigh,

not far from his side,

the sound of a longsword slicing through the air began to resonate.

Disturbed by the noise, Luo Yao silently looked towards its source.

He could see a young boy with a bare upper body, whose fra seed rather robust,

clenching his teeth tightly, swinging the longsword in his hand with a resolute expression.

The boy swung his sword, one stroke, another stroke, and then another.

His movents were relentless.

With each swing, the longsword tore through the air, and a continuous barrage of sounds reached Luo Yao's ears.

This made Luo Yao let out a light sigh.

The leisurely mood in his heart seed to have shifted to a mixture of resignation and admiration.

...

Yes.

The boy before Luo Yao's eyes was nad Luo Ze.

Luo Ze wasn't very old,

several years younger than Luo Yao.

However, the boy's willpower and determination were astonishing to Luo Yao.

Since the early morning when the sky was not yet bright,

this boy had been gripping the longsword, swinging it continuously towards the front.

Over and over and over again, without cease,

until the current mont.

The boy had scarcely taken any rest.

Initially, what drew Luo Yao's attention wasn't Luo Ze's resolve or his sowhat surprising perseverance,

but rather the faint, constant blood scent that clung to the boy,

alongside his indifferent gaze, which seed too mature for his age.

Moreover, it was said that Luo Ze had spent several months, or perhaps even longer, at the Shadow Guard training grounds.

Thus, Luo Yao gradually took notice of Luo Ze.

After all, he had nothing else to occupy his days with.

It was better to accompany this boy,

to see just how long he could hold on, to find out the extent of his perseverance.

And so, he watched.

And ti had already reached this point.

Unfortunately, Luo Ze's talents didn't seem to be very good.

Even though the boy trained arduously all day,

his progression in cultivation was still extrely slow.

Sotis, Luo Yao even thought to himself,

if he could give his own talents to this kid Luo Ze, would the boy's cultivation and achievents be far beyond his own by now?

Could his cultivation have reached the Interdiate Stage, the Refining Stage, or even the Perfection Realm of Organ Refinent?

And could he be attempting to break through to the subsequent realm of Blood Cultivation?

Of course, it's possible that he's just thinking too much.

The Bone Refinent Realm is not easy to break through.

But breaking through the Organ Refinent Realm is not so easy.

However, no matter what.

If Luo Ze possesses the sa talent and potential as ,

then his achievents by now should be much higher than mine, right?

...

Underneath a century-old tree,

Luo Yao pondered for a long ti before he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

On his face, there appeared a sowhat helpless expression.

Being the number one of Luo Family's younger generation sounds quite prestigious, and it seems his own brilliance is quite dazzling.

But what is equal to that, is the pressure on him has also increased a lot.

If possible, he would rather his talent and potential not be so high.

He would rather not be the focus of attention from the elders in his clan.

He would rather not be valued by Elder Changfeng in his family.

Just to be soone living off his parents,

living each day as it cos, indulging in the bliss of idleness.

Isn't that an extrely happy thing?

"Sigh..."

After sighing once more,

Luo Yao silently walked towards the distance.

The idleness of today was also about enough.

Next, he should go through the painful cultivation that belongs to him for the day.

The idyllic days of laziness are rely his own beautiful fantasies after all.

Real life is, after all, more cruel, more painful.

Moreover, during this period,

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If his cultivation progress slowed down even a little bit,

he would be relentlessly spurred on.

This made Luo Yao feel both touched and pained inside, yet he dared not refuse Patriarch Changfeng's kindness.

After all, no matter what,

putting everything aside,

those elders in the Luo Family Ancestral Land ultimately have his best interests at heart.

"Ze, practice well here, I will take my leave..."

Upon leaving.

Luo Yao took one last look at Luo Ze, who was gritting his teeth, continuously brandishing the Spiritual Sword in his hand.

After he spoke,

he silently disappeared from the place with hands clasped behind his back.

And in that secluded and empty area,

Luo Ze, who was tirelessly swinging his longsword, paused slightly with his Spiritual Sword before continuing to devote all his energy to tempering his qi and blood and the hint of sword intent in his heart.

...

As ti went by,

soon, about half a month's ti had passed.

During this half month,

the situation within Da Feng Dynasty's territory remained the sa.

Over at White Brahma Temple, there was a continuous assault on the territories under the Great Fla Dynasty's rule.

In fact, apart from attacking the Great Fla Dynasty,

White Brahma Temple had no better targets.

After all, the territory that bordered White Lotus Prefecture the most was the Great Fla Dynasty.

The Luo Family's land in Qingshi City did indeed share so border with White Lotus Prefecture.

But that is limited to just a slight border.

If one were to consider attacking Qingshi City Luo Family rely based on such a small shared border, wouldn't that be an act of missing the near while searching far?

Moreover, speaking of which,

even without considering the size of the shared border,

if one were to pick an easy target, it should be the Great Fla Dynasty.

The heartland of the Great Fla Dynasty might be difficult to take down.

But if it's just the Great Fla Dynasty's territories within Da Feng Dynasty, White Brahma Temple would want to conquer and take them all,

and that's clearly not a difficult problem.

Of course, aside from these factors,

there is one major reason that led White Brahma Temple to choose to act against the Great Fla Dynasty rather than Qingshi City Luo Family.

Indeed, that greatest factor,

is none other than Luo Changfeng, who once appeared far outside White Brahma Temple and observed it from a distance.

Back then, although Luo Changfeng's cultivation was only in the Mortal Transcendence Initial Stage,

his ergence had given a great shock to the Abbot inside White Brahma Temple.

Cultivation, realm,

those might not be quite accurate,

However, the aura of death felt from Luo Changfeng,

this point was certainly not mistaken.