Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 326 - 295: Corpse Refining Technique Emperor Yin

Shadow of Demon Fox saw Yang Fu bringing people over and everything went dark before her eyes.

Not just her, the three Dragon Spirits also felt darkness descend before their eyes!

White: "No way, it seems like he has found a weak spot in our Dragon God Immortal Palace..."

Black: "Our ancestor wasn’t thorough enough back then!"

Pink: "The ancestor knew the Human Clan was cunning, but didn’t expect them to be this cunning... driven mad by these despicable humans!"

The three Dragon Spirits cursed in the enigmatic riddles of the Dragon Clan all the way.

Watching Yang Fu and his crew madly earn gemstones while searching for treasure was like watching their Dragon Scales being plucked.

Oh, they originally were Dragon Scales, so no harm done.

It felt like somebody had ruthlessly touched their reverse scales!

Shadow of Demon Fox and the five newly arrived Cultivators played chess, feeling sorrow welling up from within!

She suddenly slammed the chessboard and stood up!

"No way, who exactly are you!? My Demon Fox clan is known as the foremost in ancient chess skills. The Dragon God promised that if I helped him guard the Immortal Palace, he would leave a wisp of his soul for eternal life. Back in the day, there weren’t many from the Human Clan who could outplay me... and even so, playing chess is about give and take, how come I can’t win even a single game!"

"Ah!? Tell me! Why!!!"

The Demon Fox was driven mad by Yang Fu’s torment.

As a chess official of the Dragon God Immortal Palace, she possessed a soul!

She wasn’t like those drifting shadows outside, with only the bodily instincts’ memories.

Yang Fu chuckled.

"I told you, I was taught by Alpha Dog."

"I’ve never heard of any Dog Clan being good at chess!"

"An Immortal’s dog, you know shit, you lost, give up the Spirit Stone!"

Yang Fu once again coached the Cultivators to win the game and plucked 10 gemstones from the unreconciled Demon Fox.

The five Loose Cultivators nearly popped their eyes out!

"Yang... fellow Daoist, do we get a share of these Spirit Stones? After all, we’ve also contributed quite a lot..."

Yang Fu looked surprised:

"I earned these through my own abilities, why should I share with you?"

"But... we used our only chance to challenge, let’s split fifty-fifty! That way we can cooperate for a long time to come!"

"I brought you here to challenge as a way of rescuing you! Otherwise, wandering around this Immortal Palace, you’re bound to encounter it, and if you can’t resist challenging... be honest and tell me if you think you can outwit this stingy Demon Fox? You’d be drained of a good chunk of your Essence Qi and straightened out in no time!"

"But... at least give us one, just one will do!"

The five Loose Cultivators knew they didn’t have the strength, but they still wanted to walk away with a gemstone since there were so many.

"Off you go, remember to refer clients to me, and I’ll definitely give you some next time."

The five disheartened Loose Cultivators left without daring to utter any excessive words...

Because on the way, seeing Yang Fu defeat a phantom from the Myriad Clans with a single punch made them understand... he was not to be trifled with.

This was a true high-level Cultivator.

Being called a "fellow Daoist" by him was already elevating them.

"Sigh! The gap between one Cultivator and another is even greater than the gap between humans and dogs!"

After the five had left, Yang Fu greeted Shadow of Demon Fox before leaving.

"Wait till I find some more people to keep your business flourishing, haha~"

Shadow of Demon Fox: "If you truly have the means, then go challenge the Qimen Dunjia of the Weasel, instead of playing chess with me every day."

"Oh?"

"That’s right, only by breaking the art of Qimen Dunjia can one truly prove a Cultivator’s strength. Chess is merely a minor skill, and if you manage to overcome the challenge, the Weasel will give you a treasure you can’t refuse."

"What treasure?"

"Whatever your heart desires, he can provide..."

"His treasure can transform?"

"Yes, he is an Immortal Official of Qimen in the Dragon God Immortal Palace, capable of granting many treasures. His location is right over there... with your speed, a night’s flight would suffice to reach him."

Shadow of Demon Fox pointed to a location.

Yang Fu and his companions exchanged glances.

"Let’s find another place to talk."

"Let’s go!"

They didn’t discuss in front of the Demon Fox, but found a quiet place and made a soundproof setup before they began to talk.

Yang Fu’s first reaction was: "Pot Brother, are you skilled in the art of Qimen Dunjia?"

Immortal Chef: "Qimen Dunjia is one of the Mysterious Skills among the Cultivation Hundred Skills. It’s similar to the techniques of music, Corpse Refining, Poisonous Insect Technique, and Witchcraft. It prides itself on using the element of surprise to overcome the enemy and is somewhat related to Arrays, but it’s more occult. It is said that once you enter the world of Qimen Dunjia, you can only escape by choosing the correct ’life gate’... It hasn’t appeared on the Spirit Miao Continent for a long time, and I’m not clear on the specifics, but it’s definitely not easy to deal with."

Yang Fu was frowning when Yang Qiangyou spoke up.

"Dad! Let me try it! I’m lucky, I’m sure I can find the right path."

"Don’t be reckless, Qi Fortune isn’t always all-powerful, you act rashly... how can I hand over the Family to you in the future!"

Yang Fu rarely showed anger.

Yang Qiangyou was proud of his Qi Fortune, which his father did not want to see.

In his principle of conduct, Qi Fortune could only serve as an aid. The biggest trump card for a Cultivator... should always be self-reliance, not reliance on Qi Fortune.

"But Qi Fortune is all I have... Dad."

Yang Qiangyou sounded dejected.

Since childhood, he knew his Talent was poor. Compared to his elder brother, Yang Qiang, he was like a clumsy bird, no matter how hard he tried he could never catch up with his brother’s Cultivation pace.

Even his sister, Yang Qiangjin, who was five years younger, soon surpassed him in Cultivation.

And now, the youngest in the family, Yang Feng... had also outstripped him.

Yang Qiangyou knew that besides his peculiarly good fortune, he was no match for his siblings... he wanted to do something for the family, relying only on this fortune.

"You’er, don’t worry, as long as you live... there will be an era that belongs to you."

Yang Fu patted Yang Qiangyou on the shoulder and gazed at the empty sky beyond the round moon.

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"Let’s go, we won’t challenge this Qimen Dunjia, we’ll continue doing what we can, as our current fortune is good enough as it is."

That reward was very tempting, even a chance to choose one’s own desired treasure.