Longevity: Start Farming with Entries-Chapter 335 - 314: The Situation

At the border of four countries, Vast Sea Immortal City.

At this moment, within the grand hall of Vast Sea Peak, several Golden Core Ancestors were deliberating how to deal with the Beast Tide and Ghost Disaster.

Xuan Rain from Liang Country’s Profound Creek Valley, Wei Wuya from Thunder Origin Sect of Wei Country, and Pei Qing from Wuu Country’s Beast King Valley, along with Master Vast Sea Nalan Xi, the top powers in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm were mostly gathered here.

"Fellow Daoists, the situation regarding the Beast Tide and Ghost Disaster has already reached a perilous state."

"The Six Demonic Sects are still casting covetous eyes on Jin Country, engaging in small maneuvers."

"If this continues to develop unchecked."

"Our entire Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm might completely fall into the hands of the Demon Race and Ghosts."

"Right now, I have once again contacted the Upper Sect, hoping they can quickly send assistance... Alas!"

Elder Qingxuan seemed much older than before, probably also fatigued by the Ghost Disaster.

"Indeed, if it weren’t for Fellow Daoist Qin’s righteous intervention earlier, decisively killing three demonic cultivators from the Upper Demon Sect,"

"Our Wuu Country might not have escaped calamity either."

Beast King Valley’s Pei Qing lamented with emotion.

"Speaking of which."

"I didn’t expect, after not seeing Fellow Daoist Qin for many years, he’s already broken through to mid-stage Golden Core and possesses three Demon King level Beast Pets."

"It’s truly astonishing to me," Nalan Xi nodded in agreement.

Wei Wuya, however, spoke with great composure, "With Fellow Daoist Qin’s dual-master techniques, reaching this realm was only a matter of time, long expected."

Amidst his words, there was a hint of envy.

At this moment, Pei Qing spoke:

"With Fellow Daoist Qin’s current strength, among us here, apart from Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, none could surpass him."

"If Fellow Daoist Qin were willing to assist us, it would be equivalent to gaining four Golden Core level combat powers out of thin air."

"In this way, it would represent a significant turnaround in our current battle situation."

"I think, since Fellow Daoist Qin has acted once, he probably wouldn’t just watch as the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm heads towards demise, would he?"

From his foremost seat, Nalan Xi spoke indifferently:

"I doubt Fellow Daoist Qin will agree, you all know his temperament, aiming for the Great Dao, and disliking being entangled in conflicts."

"Alas, true that." Pei Qing pondered and nodded in agreement.

The conversation among several Golden Core Ancestors suddenly fell silent.

It was at this moment.

A scout’s urgent report suddenly came from outside the grand hall.

"Report!!! Greetings, respected Ancestors, urgent intelligence from the frontlines!"

"Speak directly."

Soon, the breathless scout said:

"Reporting, respected Ancestors, the latest intelligence from the frontlines; the demon beasts of Beast Roar Mountain Range suddenly retreated entirely, and a large portion of ghosts also withdrew."

"The alliance between Demon Race and Ghosts collapsed overnight."

"According to news from the front, there seems to be a major event occurring within the Demon Race, leading to this situation."

Upon hearing this news.

The dark clouds hanging over the hearts of the Ancestors in the grand hall suddenly vanished!

The few exchanged glances, astonished.

"Could this intelligence be true?"

"Could it be another trap tactic by the Demon Race?"

"Reporting to the City Lord, the Demon Race doesn’t seem to be faking, as there was chaos among several factions within them, fighting each other, even leading to internal strife..."

After listening to the scout’s report.

The Ancestors’ eyes lit up with a gleam of hope.

However, to ensure no mistakes were made.

Seeing is believing.

Their figures blurred and immediately disappeared from the grand hall.

Not long after.

The four Golden Core Ancestors arrived above Beast Roar Mountain Range and watched the vast demon beasts retreating like a tidal wave.

During the retreat, there was even a small-scale riot.

Only then did they fully believe the intelligence from the front was entirely true!

"What on earth happened?"

"What could have caused such chaos among the Demon Race?"

"This is the first time I’ve seen such a situation."

Wei Wuya’s eyes turned cold as he casually grabbed a Tier Two Great Demon from the Beast Tide below and began to perform the Soul Searching Technique.

Gradually.

His expression became peculiar.

But then, Wei Wuya’s look transformed into one of extreme shock!

The other three Golden Core Ancestors, seeing Wei Wuya, usually calm and composed, in such a state, couldn’t help but ask:

"Fellow Daoist Wei, have you obtained any critical information?"

It was only then that Wei Wuya turned, with a very serious expression:

"The cause of this demon beast disturbance, upon investigation..."

"Was due to the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon Demon King... being killed..."

"What?!"

"Is this true?!"

Upon hearing this, the other three also showed expressions of surprise.

Especially Elder Qingxuan, who was at the late-stage Golden Core in cultivation, as he himself had confronted the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon several times.

Knowing well its strength.

He suffered significant losses almost every time, never having the upper hand.

If it weren’t for their greater numbers, they wouldn’t have been able to withstand such a fierce creature until now.

"Considering the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon’s strength, it was a standout among the Demon Race."

"To defeat it requires at least late-stage Golden Core, if not Golden Core Perfection in cultivation ability."

"Much less directly killing it."

"In the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, who else possesses this level of strength?"

"Could it be someone from the Upper Sect Lihuo Palace made a move?"

Their thoughts suddenly hit a deadlock, revealing bewildered expressions.

For a long time.

"Fine, no matter who accomplished this, with the manipulator behind the Beast Tide having fallen, and the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon likely truly dead, it’s an immensely good news for our Human Race."

"We can finally catch a breath."

"Let’s hurry back to continue discussing our subsequent actions."

...

Qin Ming, after half a month of long flight.

Finally again arrived at the border between Wei Country and Vast Sea Immortal City.

Due to encountering the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon, he was delayed quite a bit.

He was riding the Silver-winged Frost Bee, holding the demon pill of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon, continuously studying it.

Along the way, Qin Ming, based on previously obtained pill formulas.

Had already thought of dozens of Tier Three High-Grade Spirit Pills he could refine using this Poisonous Flood Dragon Pearl.

Each Spirit Pill was exceedingly rare within the Cultivation Realm.

Since the Way of Alchemy, upon reaching Tier Three High-Grade, would again undergo a qualitative leap, known as ’Grandmaster.’

Cultivators who reach this realm among the Hundred Skills of Cultivation are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, even within the Nascent Soul Sect that rules a realm.

Their status surpasses even Inner Sect Elders, equating with the Sect Leader, standing on equal footing.

"Ordinary Tier Three Demon Pills can only foster Fake Pill Cultivators."

"But this Tier Three Late-stage Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon Pill, even if not refined into a pill, is sufficient to foster a genuine Golden Core Stage Cultivator."

"If fed to the Heaven-Devouring Rat, it could definitely advance further too."

"However, refining it into a pill or feeding it to Spirit Pets does seem like wasting its true value."

Qin Ming had once felt an unprecedented crisis of life and death from this pearl.

Clearly indicating it had a greater purpose.

"For now, there seems to be no clue, it’s better to slowly research it later."

Qin Ming stored the Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon Pill away.

Then, looking into the distance, he saw the outline of a gigantic city gradually appear before his sight.

He murmured sentimentally, "After all these years, I’ve finally returned."

A decade might be just a fleeting instant for a Golden Core Cultivator.

Yet when Qin Ming returned here again, he couldn’t help but feel a connection to the scenes.

Along the way, he also noticed the Beast Tide vanishing without a trace within merely half a month.

"It seems the chain reaction caused by my slaying the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon really was significant, quite a wonderful coincidence."

"I suppose I’ve contributed to the Cultivation Realm in this way too?"

"I am absolutely not like the disaster-prone protagonists in novels, bringing disaster wherever they go."

"I first brought peace by exterminating demons in Wuu Country, this time slain the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon, bringing stability to four countries."

"I enjoy making beneficial connections, staying low-key and steady."

"Could be titled the Peace Envoy of the Cultivation Realm."

While thinking.

He put away the Silver-winged Frost Bee and transformed into a green rainbow, descending toward Vast Sea Immortal City.