Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 269 - 213-214: Su Changkong’s Opportunity, Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruit, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Spring, Tower-Protecting Celestial Demon

Chapter 269: Chapter 213-214: Su Changkong’s Opportunity, Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruit, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Spring, Tower-Protecting Celestial Demon

Bu Tianzhi once ventured into the Void Divine Hall seeking fortune, so he’s quite familiar with it.

But what he couldn’t have expected was that the shadow of the Void Divine Hall would burst forth from Lin Chang’sheng’s brow!

Could it be that Lin Chang’sheng obtained some kind of inheritance inside the Void Divine Hall?

"Once you’re dead, your fortune will be mine!"

Bu Tianzhi stared at Lin Chang’sheng with a wicked grin; in his eyes, this God-Trapping and Immortal-Slaying Array was near-impossible to break for anyone below the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul.

Lin Chang’sheng was just a measly Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator—how could he possibly resist?

After all, this was the Talisman Treasure left behind by their Yin Yang Hall’s ascended ancestor.

It contained a third of the array power of a Great Cultivator.

Yet much to Bu Tianzhi’s surprise, after the Void Divine Hall’s shadow enveloped Lin Chang’sheng, the God-Trapping Array closed in around him—but was blocked by the divine hall’s shadow, unable to advance even an inch.

"What the..."

Bu Tianzhi was shocked to the core.

If this array couldn’t crush Lin Chang’sheng, how could he possibly hope to defeat him?

And it wasn’t just Bu Tianzhi who was stunned; even Lin Chang’sheng was caught off guard.

Could it be that the Void Divine Hall had an automatic protection function?

Did it activate itself upon sensing danger?

But no matter how he puzzled it, Lin Chang’sheng had escaped disaster.

After all, the might of the Void Divine Hall was leagues above anything a mere Talisman Treasure could rival.

Refining this artifact’s restriction could even open a rift in the Immortal Relic Land.

Its power was no ordinary thing.

The Talisman Treasure clashed with the Void Divine Hall for a while, but still couldn’t break through. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Finally, its glow flickered—obviously, its array power was spent.

Bu Tianzhi saw things had gone sideways.

He endured his injuries and bolted away at top speed.

If he waited for Lin Chang’sheng to come out, he’d have zero chance of surviving.

BOOM—

A moment later, the last trace of the Talisman Treasure’s power was exhausted; with a thunderous crash, the grand array instantly collapsed, and the treasure was destroyed on the spot.

"Damn, that guy’s quick to run!"

Having broken through the Talisman Treasure’s power, Lin Chang’sheng unleashed his Divine Sense to search for Bu Tianzhi’s trail.

But he found that Bu Tianzhi had somehow vanished without a trace—he couldn’t sense him at all.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t bother hunting for him; instead, he headed straight for the ancient tree and picked the Seven-Colored Divine Soul Flower.

With the final medicinal ingredient in hand, he could now refine the Flawless Nascent Soul Divine Pill.

This pill not only forges a Flawless Nascent Soul—it’s also of tremendous benefit to Divine Sense.

At first, Lin Chang’sheng had planned to use the pill to create his own Flawless Nascent Soul.

But who could have guessed that, as soon as he entered the Sea God Tower, he’d stumble into such great fortune—not only did he forge a Flawless Nascent Soul, he did it with Twin Nascent Souls.

So now, the pill wasn’t that crucial to Lin Chang’sheng.

But to other Golden Core Cultivators, it was an absolute treasure beyond price.

This pill still held enormous value.

Stowing the Seven-Colored Divine Soul Flower into his Storage Bag, Lin Chang’sheng continued searching for treasures to augment himself.

...

Meanwhile, in the fifty-fourth layer space of the Sea God Tower—

All the major sects were fiercely fighting to claim a grotto heaven blessed land, arguing till their faces turned red.

In one such valley, Nie Buping of the Corpse King Sect discovered a cave estate.

There sat a deceased Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

No one knew whether he’d chosen to pass away here, unwilling to leave, or whether he’d been harmed and killed while hiding.

Beside him lay a particularly eye-catching Storage Bag.

A Nascent Soul Great Cultivator’s Storage Bag was no trivial thing—it might just hold the chance to break through the Hao Zhix bottleneck.

This drew all the sect leaders into fierce competition—including Jiu Wushang from Celestial Ghost Sect, Zhao Tianhan of Taiyin Island, Jiang Yuyan from Celestial Demon Sect, and others.

These were the strongest powers in the Demon Evil Sea.

That’s why they’d been transported to the fourth layer space.

Within this fourth layer, there were also Sect Leader Su Changkong of Liuyun Immortal Sect, and Sect Leader Ling Yue of Yanyue Immortal Sect.

But the pair were extremely cautious in their actions.

What they feared most was running into the Demon Sect folk.

Their own factions were weak now, and this was Demon Evil Sea territory.

If the Demon Dao crowd found them, they’d likely meet their end.

Su Changkong sensed fighting in the distance—sect leaders of Demon Evil Sea were clashing for fortune—so he immediately changed course and slipped away in the opposite direction.

While flying through the air, Su Changkong suddenly spotted bands of crimson light flashing amidst an endless mountain range below.

He swiftly descended.

Landing on the ground, he saw a fruit tree two zhang (approx. 6.6 meters) high standing before him.

Dozens of blood-red fruits hung from its branches, and waves of extremely dense spiritual energy radiated from them.

"Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruit?"

Su Changkong’s eyes lit up—this was no ordinary find.

Legend said it took three hundred years to flower, three hundred years to bear fruit, and three hundred more to ripen.

Now, the fruit was finally mature.

Each fruit consumed would boost one’s cultivation by about ten years, extending lifespan by twenty.

There were at least thirty Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruits on this tree.

If all were eaten, one could gain three hundred years of cultivation and six hundred years of life.

This was an incredible blessing and fortune!

"Heaven favors me today!"

Su Changkong was overjoyed and started picking the Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruit.

Whoosh—

But just as Su Changkong was gathering the spirit fruits, a white figure streaked through the sky in the distance.

Landing right on the branch of the Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruit tree.

"You really are like a relentless Yin Soul, aren’t you?"

Su Changkong was a bit annoyed.

After all the trouble to find this fortune, he didn’t want to share it.

"Sect Leader Su, surely you can’t eat all these Blood Bodhisattva Spirit Fruits yourself?"

Ling Yue’s voice drifted over, light and languid.