In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 349

Chapter 349: 167~168: The competitor obtains the Longevity Seed, painstakingly cultivates true Divine Skills (nearly 8k monthly tickets required)_4 Chapter 349: 167~168: The competitor obtains the Longevity Seed, painstakingly cultivates true Divine Skills (nearly 8k monthly tickets required)_4 “Haha, Sister He, if I were to use the Daoist Script, it would be difficult for you to break free…”

Chen Dengming allowed the Divine Change Saber to escape, but he quickly stepped forward.

With a deep roar, the strong swirling airflow in his bosom was pushed out by his hands.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ——

Countless sharp whirls of air shot out, like steel wires piercing the air and disappearing into nothingness within a blink of an eye.

A row of trees in the opposite forest trembled violently.

They burst open and were riddled with countless light-perable holes, like sieves.

He Yingyu’s pretty face was covered in sweat and her dishevelled hair hung around her shoulders.

As she looked at the rows of trees that had been pierced and were collapsing, terror filled her eyes.

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This horrifying power and extent of damage, if aid at her, might be unavoidable.

Even with a defensive Magic Artifact, she wouldn’t necessarily be able to block it.

If Chen Dengming used the Daoist Script, which could even hard-shock a Magic Treasure manipulated by Dan Power, no ordinary second-rank Magic Artifacts could withstand it.

In other words, her junior brother’s current combat power could easily kill a cultivator in a late stage of Foundation Establishnt like her…

the power of Divine Skills is simply incredible.

In the pervasive smoke and dust, He Yingyu nervously floated down.

As she looked at the still robust Chen Dengming who was no longer ricocheting in golden light, she repressed her confusion with a smile and said,

“Junior brother, now I understand why Han Yongxu died at your hands in Nanxun.

He deserved to die…”

Chen Dengming laughed, “Sister He, that old dog has been dead for a long ti now, even his Divine Spirit has lost its Spiritual Wisdom, so let’s not beat a dead horse.”

He Yingyu chuckled and approached gracefully.

Taking out a handkerchief, she wiped the beads of sweat on Chen Dengming’s body, “Are you tired?”

“With you to practice with , of course, I’m not tired!”

Inside the Soul House, Xu Wei and the Mini Array Spirit simultaneously rolled their eyes, unable to stand the increasingly close relationship between the two.

Chen Dengming laughed heartily, staring at the setting sun in the distance, then shifting his eyes to He Yingyu’s flushed face, he said, “Sister He, it’s getting late, shall we get to business?”

A deep red flushed He Yingyu’s pretty face as she shot him an annoyed glance, “Isn’t it just practicing the Four Elephants Thunderbolt Jutsu, why does it sound…so weird coming from you guys?”

“I rember, you promised a surprise last ti…

So let’s get to it.”

Chen Dengming chuckled.

Without waiting for her approval, he picked He Yingyu up by her small waist and steered towards the pool in the valley.

He Yingyu only felt the wind whistling in her ears, the trees rapidly retreating, and the distinctive masculine sll from Chen Dengming.

Her face turned beet red.

Thinking about what she had promised, in her indulgence, she felt shy and annoyed.

Hurriedly, she sent a ntal ssage to Xu Wei in the Soul House,

“Sister Weii…

I, I’m not ready yet, what should I do?”

Xu Wei, both envious and gloating, sent back, “My dear sister, weren’t you quite formidable when we discussed the technique last ti?

You said you’d eat him alive.

Why are you backing off now?

If you don’t eat, I can’t either, and soone else might get the benefits.”

He Yingyu imdiately responded with a fierce, “We’ll see who dares!”

Chen Dengming was baffled, noticing that He Yingyu seed to be communicating with Xu Wei and laughed, “Sister He, what secrets are you two talking about again?”

He Yingyu flashed an irresistibly charming smile, gathering courage in her heart, she proactively hooked her arm around Chen Dengming’s neck and pretends to whisper in his ear, “Nothing, you’ll find out soon…”

“Huh?”

Chen Dengming was baffled.

He was no novice, at the ripe age of eighty-eight.

He imdiately noticed sothing in He Yingyu’s watery eyes.

His heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

Unlike Xu Wei’s inherently charming and pitiful deanour,

He Yingyu carried with her an air of grace and composure.

Her every movent exuded natural elegance and nobility.

Her deanor and actions radiated with a sense of sophistication and intelligence, which caused most n to feel inferior.

But now, like a little bird leaning against him, was undeniably enticing.

The sound of running water echoed from up ahead.

The sound, signifying life and vibrancy, also broke through the last line of defense in their hearts.

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That night.

The Four Symbols Thunder Array was activated once again.

Heavenly thunder roared down.

Within the water pool, the water was filled with Spiritual Light, purified by the Pure Yang Thunder Power.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound of water, the ground fire seed like waves of surging tide, rolling and surging with vigor.

After the night passed, the sound of receding water echoed twice more during the night.

The next morning.

He Yingyu and Xu Wei were laughing and playing.

Then He Yingyu, blushing, held Xu Wei’s light palm and expressed her gratitude.

Chen Dengming was sitting by the side of the pool, his long hair reaching his waist, and the white hair at his temples spilled over his chest.

He silently observed the progress of his Changchun Skill.

“‘Longevity Spring Skill’ (Level 8 16820/50000)”

Seeing the clear level eight marker, Chen Dengming closed his eyes contentedly and slowly opened them again.

He never imagined that Sister He would be so competent and playful.

She had secretly learned Xu Wei’s unique Dual Mate Cultivation.

As a result, after she had induced the thunder yesterday, she accidentally seduced him into capitulation.

Luckily, it hadn’t hindered his cultivation, but instead had saved him more than four hundred days of hard practice.