In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 299

Chapter 299: 148: The soul returns to the paper makeup is bright, the strong co to Nanxun fairy traces appear (extra update for the monthly ticket)_2 Chapter 299: 148: The soul returns to the paper makeup is bright, the strong co to Nanxun fairy traces appear (extra update for the monthly ticket)_2 As he shrunk to a tiny dot, the figure of Jiang Qiang within the teleportation formation disappeared instantly.

The wind cald down and smoke dissipated, leaving only hundreds of dium-grade spiritual crystals that were still shining in the formation, emanating spiritual energy and revealing that the formation was still active.

“Alright, senior sister, now we can just wait for Qiangzi’s good news.”

Chen Dengming summoned the Spirit Boat and jumped onto it.

He would be spending this half month continuing his cultivation and trying to awaken Xu Wei.

“Junior brother, you are indeed careful.

But having Qiangzi explore for half a month…

isn’t that a bit long…

...

Can your two offspring handle it?

They won’t encounter any problems, will they?”

“Senior sister, rest assured, I’ve planned everything thoroughly.

Whether it’s us or my offspring, safety is our first priority.

At present, they are not in any danger.”

Chen Dengming responded with a smile.

He had already confird through his controlled foundation establishnt soul ghost, that his offspring still had about twenty-five days left to reach the limit of forty-nine days and leave the Blood Coffin.

In the anti, even if he returned to Nanxun early, he could not prematurely open the Blood Coffin.

Thus, it would be better for Jiang Qiang to stay in Nanxun and investigate the so-called Cursed Land.

…

After entering the spirit boat.

Chen Dengming and He Yingyu each took up a room and kept themselves busy.

“Ling’er, how is friend Xu’s condition today?”

Inside the ditation room, Chen Dengming took out the Soul House to check.

In the Soul House, two spiritual bodies floated.

One was strong in spiritual light, while the other was weak.

“Fri, Friend, I think Friend Xu is about to wake up.

Recently you’ve kept her well fed with pure soul power.

I believe her condition is stable now.

Once she wakes up, she can start practicing the Day-wandering Ghost technique in the Hundred Ghosts Night Banquet…

”

“She’s about to wake up?”

Chen Dengming was quite delighted, extending his divine sense, he found Xu Wei’s spiritual body still resembling a figure in a deep slumber.

But her spiritual body was already surrounded by a lot of spiritual light, making her look even more charming and luscious than usual.

This glow, indicative of an excess of soul power, showed that she was indeed much better off than when she started.

Just as Chen Dengming was about to withdraw his divine sense,

suddenly, Xu Wei’s spiritual body shone even brighter, as if it had detected his divine sense and was feeling joyous, on the verge of awakening from its slumber.

Chen Dengming was taken aback and imdiately decided to keep his divine sense near Xu Wei’s spiritual body.

A mont later, the spiritual light of Xu Wei’s spiritual body flickered, and she actually did open her eyes and awakened.

Her beautiful eyes showed a hint of confusion as they ca in contact with Chen Dengming’s divine sense.

“Brother Chen?

Where am…

I…?”

At this mont, Chen Dengming was also quite pleased.

He teased Xu Wei by transmitting his divine sense behind her tiny, gem-like ear, saying, “Xu Wei, even in death, you still drag down with you.

Now we are both ghosts.

Even though we weren’t together when we were alive, we are now, as ghosts.”

Xu Wei was shocked, her spiritual light surging.

Seeing this, Chen Dengming burst into laughter and stopped teasing her.

He took out a paper figure from his storage bag, which he had prepared earlier, and summoned Xu Wei out of the Soul House.

“Xu Wei, wake up, wake up.

Soul child into the spirit shell, when the spirit shell returns, there will be laughter in the paper…

”

Wuuu wuuu——

In the room, a paper bride with delicate makeup flew up.

From the Soul House, a vague spiritual light, embodying Xu Wei’s soul, flew out.

…

anwhile.

In Nanxun, on the Misty Cliff above Ice Wind Forest.

Surging spiritual energy gathered in the sky above the cliff, gradually being drawn up like a dragon sucking up water.

This trendous spectacle had already startled those within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The spies from several forces staying near Ice Wind Forest were all dumbfounded by this grand spectacle.

When they saw a figure appearing like a black dot descending from the light pillar resembling the dragon sucking up water, many of them felt a chill down their spines.

Just by witnessing that figure, they felt a chilling fear from the depths of their souls.

“Is it an Immortal?”

“Has an Immortal appeared again?”

“Twenty days ago, there was so movent at Misty Cliff, suggesting the arrival of an Immortal.

Then, the birthday celebration of Nanxun Blade King’s Chen Family almost turned into a funeral, luckily the two immortals showed rcy and only left a small punishnt.

But now, just twenty days later, there’s activity again.

I wonder how many immortals will co this ti?”

The spies from several forces murmured to themselves, with mixed feelings of joy and worry.

None of them dared to be overly optimistic, but they hurriedly used their supre movent techniques to rush towards Misty Cliff.

The Misty Cliff, in just one month, had shown signs of an immortal presence twice, completely breaking the rumor that the ascension event only occurred once a century!

Could it be that this was a sign that the Nanxun Kingdom would soon officially make contact with the Cultivation World and gradually produce more immortals?

This was just unbelievable.

…

“Unbelievable, this is…

unbelievable!”

At this ti, Jiang Qiang, with his robe billowing, slowly descended from the light pillar of the teleportation formation with an incredulous expression on his face, even revealing a hint of panic in his eyes.

He only felt increasing discomfort as he descended further from the range of the teleportation formation, losing all sense of spiritual energy and instead experiencing a strong feeling of unease.

It was as if a fish was suddenly stranded on shore or a person suddenly plunged underwater, completely unable to breathe, feeling suffocated and anxious.

Is this what Brother Chen ant by his hotown, a broken Dao orthodoxy, the Cursed Land?

Could this be considered a curse?

It felt more like a living hell for cultivators.

As he was about ten ters above the ground, Jiang Qiang suddenly noticed that the pulling force from the teleportation light pillar had completely disappeared.

His body abruptly started to plumt towards the ground, and he quickly ford a hand sign to activate his flight artifact.

Barely energised by his spiritual energy, his flying sword felt as heavy as lead, whizzing down abruptly.