In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 351

Chapter 351: 169-170: Eight Hundred Lifetis of the Centenarian Golden Core, How Many Springs and Autumns Have Passed in the World of Mortals_1 Chapter 351: 169-170: Eight Hundred Lifetis of the Centenarian Golden Core, How Many Springs and Autumns Have Passed in the World of Mortals_1 “Dao…

Dao…”

Voices filled with obsession and evil echoed from the ancient, crude altar within the Repentance Cave of the Miaoyin Sect.

Compared to the Repentance Cave that had been devoid of any sound before, it now seed even more gloomy and terrifying.

A woman with an icy temperant sat cross-legged under the altar, apparently engaged in so mystical cultivation practice.

She was dressed in a long white dress, slender and tall.

Her skin was paler than snow and her aloof deanor drew people in involuntarily, as if she were a snow goddess from the far north.

On the large stone altar in front of her, nurous unknown symbols and mysterious patterns were illuminated, emitting an inscrutable aura that made the air around the altar flow slowly.

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A row of candles set around the altar flickered, their feeble light reflecting off her body and casting a monstrous, demon-like shadow against the rock wall behind her.

Suddenly, a surge of powerful spiritual might exploded from the woman, making her hair dance in the wind and emitting a remarkable spiritual light.

The woman opened her cold eyes and floated up.

It had taken her three and a half years to progress from the mid-stage to the late stage of Foundation Establishnt.

The speed was relatively fast for her, considering her top-tier spiritual root talent, even if other factors hadn’t been at play…

“Dao…”

Another wave of unspeakable evil power, a mysterious strength, surged from the depths of her spirit.

Luo Bing’s eyes imdiately darkened.

After a mont, she exhaled and her expression grew even colder.

The putrid sll and dark energy flowing from the altar behind her gradually retracted.

Luo Bing let out a sigh of relief, and promptly rode her artifact to fly out of the Repentance Cave.

Ever since she ‘woke up’ suddenly three years ago, she realized that the effect of the Ancestor on her was gradually diminishing.

Her ntality, although still influenced, at least wasn’t entirely bewitched.

When she started thinking actively about how the Ancestor might achieve Dao Orthodoxy, the impact on her spirit gradually reduced.

It was as if the Ancestor’s power was changing as it awoke, becoming gradually more thoughtful and sentient.

Or maybe sothing had happened three years ago that induced this odd change.

As for what exactly had happened three years ago, and where Sect Leader Han Yongxu was now, she had no idea.

All she knew was that Sect Leader Han Yongxu was in bad shape, and the spirit tablet that served as a link between them had started to crack, though not completely.

He seed to be in a very dangerous situation.

But this also made it convenient for her to use the Ancestor’s influence during these three years to gradually edge her way into the high echelons of the Miaoyin Sect.

As soon as she flew out of the Repentance Cave, a line of respectful salutations echoed.

“Greetings, Chief!”

Luo Bing looked around and her gaze fell on an old man with a goat’s beard in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishnt, and she spoke in her icy tone.

“Brother Liu, since you’ve returned from the Luo Family, has the Old Ancestor of the Luo Family given a satisfactory reply?”

The old man with the goat’s beard awkwardly raised his hand in salute, smiling and saying, “Chief, the Old Ancestor of the Luo Family is still unwilling to loosen up and even invoked the na of a senior from the Elixir Sect in response.”

Darkness flashed in Luo Bing’s eyes.

She said flatly, “Fine!

You don’t have to worry about this matter anymore.”

The old man with the goat’s beard gave a sheepish smile and then paid his respects to Luo Bing for her breakthrough in cultivation.

His heart trembled.

Over these past three years, he had witnessed this initially cool and aloof little sister ascend swiftly, winning the support of many managing Elders and gaining the position of Chief.

Even the two elders in the late stage of Foundation Establishnt, who had always been the confidants of the Sect Leader, now fully supported Luo Bing.

That was quite unusual, and it appeared as if the entire Miaoyin Sect was being influenced by an unusual atmosphere.

Especially when near the Repentance Cave, he felt a glaring palpitation.

At present, Luo Bing had advanced to the late stage of Foundation Establishnt.

Aside from Han Yongxu and the two late-stage Foundation Establishnt elders, she was the most powerful within the Miaoyin Sect.

If Han Yongxu does not return after so years, Luo Bing might soon take over the position of Sect Leader on an acting basis.

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Spring ca and went, leaves fell and new ones sprouted.

Before they knew it, a year passed.

Within the Territory of the Longevity Sect.

In the Chang’an Market.

Several Foundation Establishnt cultivators from the Longevity Sect raised their cups in a convivial and polite manner, toasting Chen Dengming in a tavern in the market.

“Senior Brother Chen, your na and Sister He’s have a great reputation within the Longevity Sect as the Changchun Fairy Couple.

When exactly are you two planning to have the wedding?

Please give us a hint so that we can prepare our gifts in advance.”

“Exactly, we can’t miss this wedding.”

Chen Dengming emptied his cup and laughed, “Soon, at the latest by half a year from now.

At that ti, we will definitely invite all of you.

We hope that you will grace us with your presence!”

“Senior Brother Chen, you’re too polite.

Being able to attend your banquet is our honor.

Every ti you visit us, you invite us out for drinks and catching up…”

“That’s right, Senior Brother Chen.

As the guest, we should be the ones hosting you.

This ti, let , Sang Tianrong, play the host.

To all my fellow cultivators, let’s enjoy the finest spiritual wine, no need for Brother Chen to foot the bill anymore.”

“Huh?”

Chen Dengming hastily stopped them with a smile, “Brother Sang, you’ve got it wrong, we’ve been considering each other as brothers, how can I still be considered as a guest?

Does that an I won’t be visiting the Longevity Sect in the future?”

At his words, the round-faced cultivator holding the cup was montarily taken aback, hastily explaining afterwards.

The two cultivators next to him chid in,”

“Brother Sang, your words were indeed inappropriate.

You should punish yourself with a cup!”