Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 51 - 49 The True Form of the Immortal, Tao Qian Startled

The aromatic vapors billowing from the large iron pot on the Martial Arts Training Square stirred the cravings of a horde of Evil Cultivators riding on the back of a black centipede Demon, such as the Bone Tumor Deer Demon, who drooled carelessly.

Amidst the noisy clamoring, they urged the black centipede Demon to descend into the once-renowned Zen's Iron Buddha Temple.

As a vile, sweetly rotten stench spewed out, the centipede Demon suddenly disappeared, replaced by a debauched old man with a scruffy beard, disheveled hair, and loose, sagging skin. He was dressed merely in a cloak-like garment that barely covered a large patch of his chest, abdomen, and lower body, including a lump.

The rest of him was equally blotched and filthy, as if he had not bathed in a decade or two.

Tao Qian had now gleaned some background on this group of demons—their origins were quite complex. Some were mutated from humans like the Deer Demon, others were fortunate beasts or birds that had gained intelligence, and some were born as alien, or like the Mountain Spirits.

Lastly were those Magicians who still resembled humans. Though their clothes and faces seemed normal, their fierce gazes and hidden deadly aura inadvertently revealed a terrifying, inhuman essence, further disgusting Tao Qian.

Regardless of their origins, since they all responded to the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva's summons to wreak havoc in Seeking Immortal County, their allegiance was clear.

The group of Evil Cultivators had just settled in the temple when they swarmed towards the food.

They were all blocked by a few Pig Demons wielding bone-cutting knives. The leading Yellow-maned Pig Demon, baring its tusks and bulging its big belly, swung a massive pot spoon so fast it was impenetrable, his vigorous power surging as he roared, "A bunch of greedy fools, the feast hasn't even started, and you want to eat everything. I'll be the one hung if anything goes wrong!"

"If you're really craving, lick the skeletons hanging on that tree to quench your thirst for a while…"

Tao Qian didn't listen any further, nor did he mingle with this group of demons any longer.

After some thought, Tao Qian followed the memories ingrained in his mind and left the Martial Arts Training Square on his own, heading into the temple.

The Iron Buddha Temple was a genuinely large temple in its region. Aside from the thriving incense offerings, it was said that the monks had received the Body Refining Technique and Golden Buddha Power transmitted by the Major Sect, Vajra Temple. If this world had been one of martial arts and chivalry, they might have even been overlords.

Unfortunately, the masters here were Cultivators, Demons, and Alien Species.

The Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva arrived with a group of Great Demons and effortlessly slaughtered the monks and pilgrims, seizing the temple.

The Treasure Hall and several large side halls naturally fell into the possession of the Bodhisattva and Great Demons.

Situ Fei's Master, Nongyu Immortal Pan Hongniang, a summoned Evil Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, also occupied a courtyard with several elegant Zen Rooms due to her considerable cultivation standing amidst this mass of demons.

Tao Qian roamed through courtyards and cloisters, encountering numerous Demon Magicians and unknown Alien Species, witnessing scene after scene of disturbing horrors, yet he did not reveal any flaws.

Before long, he arrived outside a serene courtyard lush with pine and bamboo.

Tao Qian knew that this courtyard housed many people, but the truly threatening and exceedingly dangerous one was only his body's master, titled Nongyu Immortal, the Foundation Establishment Stage Evil Cultivator Pan Hongniang.

The effects of the "Corpse Mother Blood Pearl" were extremely potent. Once used, the Filth Blood pervaded the body then dissipated invisibly, leaving no trace or evidence behind.

From his records, those trivial habits and even the quirks during intimate moments could be expressed naturally, without Tao Qian needing to act deliberately.

Thus, even if Pan Hongniang was Situ Fei's Master, she likely wouldn't notice.

However, since this was his first time attempting such a feat, Tao Qian was not very skilled.

With a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, Tao Qian stepped into the courtyard.

Upon entering, his eyes immediately reflected a rather rare sight:

There were seven people in the courtyard, six men and one woman.

All possessed exceptionally fine physiques, cold and radiant, handsome and dashing, each with their own unique charm.

They were engaged in various leisurely activities, some playing chess, others composing poetry.

One muscular man, his robust chest bared, danced with a sword under the trees, moving to the rustling of pine and bamboo, his heroic posture captivating. Anyone who saw him would undoubtedly praise his strikingly handsome appearance.

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If someone stumbled upon this scene, they might assume they had entered a mysterious sect gathered with heroes.

Who would have thought?

These seven individuals were all Pan Hongniang's favored male courtesans.

Of course, they were also disciples.

Situ Fei was among them, holding the highest rank.

As he stepped in, the others ceased their activities and, with varied tones, called out, "Senior Brother!"

Tao Qian let the Puppet Body react naturally according to past habits, giving the seven a cold nod.

Then, he directly strode towards the main house.

As soon as he moved, the courtyard's only woman, clad in just a thin layer of purple gauze, leaned against a man in white, giggling provocatively, "You brothers are too bad, not even giving Senior Brother a heads-up. Master specifically instructed that she isn't to be disturbed when cultivating."

The pretty, charming woman had barely finished speaking when a man in black beside her interjected:

"Junior Sister, you've just joined us and don't understand Senior Brother's status. We would be punished if we disturb Master's cultivation, but Senior Brother will face no such consequence."

"Just a reminder, don't think about sharing Senior Brother's bed. It will lead to trouble."

After saying this, he fell silent.

The others remained indifferent and continued with their activities, leaving the purple-gauze-clad young woman's expression to flicker uncertainly.

Tao Qian didn't know what was happening behind him, he crossed several rooms and was about to reach the large house in front.

He first passed a half-opened window, and the scene glimpsed from the corner of his eye immediately made him stop in his tracks.

Inside the room, red silk was spread out, and exquisitely beautiful peach blossoms were blooming almost to the ceiling beams, with pink miasma flowing like smoke and mist, all of which set off a large banner in the center that seemed to be made from the most delicate and heart-stirring fabric in the world.

Embroidered on it were five nude gods and demons, which at just one glance swayed the spirit, giving rise to lustful thoughts, making it hard to control oneself.

That soft, bright red banner surface undulated and extended, astonishingly supporting a delicate girl with snow-white skin and picturesque features.

The girl lay on her back, her hands spread out and her fingers erect.

Soon after, pink radiance flashed, and several "Peach Blossom Spirits" about half the height of a person, covering their key parts with peach blossom petals, charming and enticing, flew out.

Two of them came out from the middle, each sitting on the girl's hands, and then two more covered the girl's feet.

Then from the girl's mouth, nose, chest, abdomen, and lower body, three more each covered those areas.

The remaining Peach Blossom Spirits then began frolicking and playing inside the room as they waited.

It was unclear what the girl did, but suddenly strange noises erupted, and the Peach Blossom Spirits on her body began to wither rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, they transformed from beautiful spirits into shriveled monsters.

The other Peach Blossom Spirits immediately swarmed up, replacing their quickly drained sisters.

This scene left Tao Qian dumbfounded.

"Truly... They know how to enjoy themselves."

Just as this thought arose in his mind, Tao Qian also felt an extremely strong throbbing sensation.

As Tao Qian thought about taking the opportunity to make contact and uncover some secrets of "Nongyu Immortal Pan Hongniang"...

Suddenly, his vision blurred.

That enviable, highly erotic scene abruptly began to rotate, twist, and change.

In a blink, the Pink Peach Blossom Miasma and the large banner were still there, but the picturesque girl unexpectedly transformed into a monster with the upper body of a rotten corpse and lower body consisting of dozens of pink tentacles. It continuously oozed pus that flowed like a stream from its sores, and in its facial and abdominal areas, several half-closed eyeballs were embedded.

Those "Peach Blossom Spirits" also turned into some kind of squeaking pink insects, intertwining with those tentacles, their abdomens bulging as if they were secreting something to feed the monster.

The whole scene was noisy yet harmonious, yet filled with a bone-chilling horror.

Had it not been for the message "Exemption granted!" appearing in Tao Qian's mind at that moment...

He might have already succumbed to a puppet body mutation, declaring his undercover mission a failure.

Nevertheless, even so, the sudden sight made Tao Qian breathe more rapidly.

In a moment, those dozen or so eyeballs opened simultaneously.

Fortunately, just before that, Tao Qian blinked quickly, and the terrifying scene switched back to the erotic image.

As the monster opened its eyes, a ferociously terrifying aura was about to erupt like a tide, but it suddenly saw that it was its beloved disciple, "Situ Fei."

All malice disappeared instantly, and the door flung open widely, accompanied by an intensely rich peach blossom fragrance, a sweet and naive voice carried out.

"Fei'er is back, come in quickly."

"Although our separation as master and disciple was only for a few hours, my heart aches constantly. I wish I could stick Fei'er to me and never suffer the agony of separation again."

Had Tao Qian not seen that scene just before, he might not have reacted much to these words.

But now, if it weren't for his great willpower suppressing it, Tao Qian just wanted to shiver violently.

He had only one feeling, that was... sheer dread!

From Situ Fei's memories, Tao Qian knew.

He had heard such love talk countless times; initially, Situ Fei also enjoyed it until he resented it after being drained too much and being stuck in the Energy-Introducing Realm for too long.

Tao Qian had thought that this was a normal "misguided master-disciple relationship."

But now, Tao Qian felt there might be more hidden secrets to it.

With so many thoughts flashing through his mind, it didn't prevent Tao Qian's puppet body from instinctively responding:

"Yes, Master, Situ Fei has returned."

Somewhat unexpectedly, yet very reasonably.

Situ Fei's attitude toward Pan Hongniang was rather indifferent.

While responding, he stepped into the house at a normal pace.