Chapter 220: Setting Their Sights on the Luo Family_2
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Then, he infused all his Qi and blood into his own body.
"With the realm of Mortal Transcendence Initial Stage, if combined with some trump cards of this old man, there's even a chance to take on Cultivators at the Mortal Transcendence Intermediate Stage, and possibly even those at the Mortal Transcendence Late Stage."
"It's just, that evil entity, the White Brahma Lotus..."
After murmuring to himself.
That was Ke Chengsong, the Ancestor of the Xunyang Prefecture Ke Family.
In his slightly squinted blood-red eyes, a hint of dread couldn't help but emerge.
He wasn't afraid of the branch of the White Brahma Temple in the territory of the Da Feng Dynasty.
But that evil entity, the White Brahma Lotus, which had already reached the realm of manifestation from emptiness, this indeed called for extra vigilance in his heart.
However, despite being known as one of the most evil entities between heaven and earth,
if he could make good use of the already-manifested White Brahma Lotus...
He could indeed make further progress in a short period of time.
By then, advancing to the Mortal Transcendence Intermediate Stage, or even the Late Stage, wasn't out of the question.
It was just that he was unsure how to achieve this series of tasks.
This left Ke Chengsong somewhat bewildered.
"The Great Flame Dynasty, the Royal Feng Family..."
"These two powers seem to be no easy adversaries."
The Great Flame Dynasty naturally because of the Five Elements Immortal Sect backing them.
And the Royal Feng Family, because they had existed for thousands of years.
Moreover, they had controlled this land for as long.
No one knew the true depths of the Royal Feng Family's strength.
Therefore, the Royal Feng Family was naturally not a simple existence.
As for the Luo Family Clan of Qingshi City...
This faction seemed quite ordinary in comparison.
"Although refining and absorbing other Cultivators does not have the same effectiveness as using those with one's own bloodline."
"It's still better than nothing."
"Presumably, the Luo Family of Qingshi City must have quite a number of Cultivators to have achieved such success."
"If I were to refine the entire Luo family clan..."
"It could indeed give me another increase in strength."
Ke Chengsong stood with his hands clasped behind him, silently contemplating this in his mind.
Although, counting on the Luo Family for a further increase in cultivation level,
was almost an impossible thing to do.
But after reaching the realm of Mortal Transcendence, even a slight improvement was already very significant.
"So, let's start with the Luo Family of Qingshi City."
"White Brahma Temple, the Royal Feng Family, the Great Flame Dynasty."
"These three forces, can be planned for slowly in the future..."
Having thought this.
Ke Chengsong waved his hand and then summoned a blood-red small sword.
Upon meeting the wind, that small blood-red sword began to expand rapidly.
Until that blood-red small sword had grown to about five meters in length, it finally stopped its tendencies to expand further.
And Ke Chengsong, draped in a blood-red robe, always enveloped in an aura of blood-red Qi that had materialized,
was now slowly stepping onto the blood-red longsword.
Finally, the blood-red longsword, under the control of Ke Chengsong,
began to move in the direction of the Luo Family of Qingshi City with a terrifying speed.
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Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
In the courtyard where the Ancestor of the Luo Family resided,
beneath a simple Stone Pavilion built of bluestone,
Luo Changfeng was sitting quietly on a stone bench, holding a teacup in his hands.
Sipping tea while calmly gazing into the distance.
Although he had previously considered a retreat to engage in arduous cultivation,
after actually retreating for as long as half a month,
he saw little improvement in his own cultivation level.
This inevitably left Luo Changfeng feeling somewhat disappointed.
At the same time, it also gradually enabled him to see himself more clearly.
Desiring rapid improvement in cultivation level,
relying solely on retreat and arduous cultivation was not feasible.
It also took his own unique abilities to level up.
"Hmm?"
"Someone's coming?"
While drinking tea and enjoying the quiet moment, Luo Changfeng suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction.
In that direction, he sensed a very familiar presence.
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Indeed, it was not long before he saw a somewhat blurry figure in that direction.
As time elapsed, the figure gradually became more distinct.
Eventually, a carefree monk appeared in front of him, donned in worn-out monk robes, holding a tattered wooden fan in his hand.
What puzzled Luo Changfeng was,
hadn't this carefree monk just visited recently?
Why has he come again?
Could it be that he wanted to trade for a Qi-Blood Elixir again?
However, for Luo Changfeng,
crafting the Qi-Blood Elixir wasn't particularly difficult.
It was the quantity of the main ingredient, the Blood Amaranth, that wasn't endless.
The growing speed of the Blood Amaranth wasn't particularly fast,
and if they continued to craft Qi-Blood Elixir at this rate and frequency, it might not be long before the Blood Amaranth was completely depleted.
Luo Changfeng naturally couldn't partake in such unsustainable practices.
Therefore, even though Luo Changfeng noticed that the old carefree monk had arrived,
he didn't pay him any attention.
He simply held the teacup in his hands,
sitting quietly under the Stone Pavilion, sipping the tea in small sips.
"Cough, cough cough..."
Realizing Luo Changfeng wasn't paying attention to him,
the carefree monk deliberately coughed twice.
He even walked directly over to the Stone Pavilion next to Luo Changfeng.
The carefree monk thought to himself that Luo Changfeng had ignored him before,
but now, he surely ought to take a proper look at him, right?
However, the outcome still slightly defied the expectations of the carefree monk.
Luo Changfeng not only didn't shift his gaze towards him but also turned his head away, adopting an "out of sight, out of mind" attitude.
At this, the carefree monk couldn't help but feel a bit stunned.
In the end, he still managed a slight smile and, thick-skinned, took a seat under the Stone Pavilion as well.
He even helped himself to a teacup,
and poured himself a full cup of tea.
Then, bringing it to his lips, he imitated Luo Changfeng and took a small sip.
But as soon as the tea entered his mouth, the carefree monk's brows involuntarily furrowed.
This tea... still tasted as terrible as ever.
Yet he eventually steeled his heart and swallowed it down.
"You're here?"
After finishing the tea in his hands, Luo Changfeng silently set down the teacup,
looking somewhat helplessly at the carefree monk in front of him.
He asked quite casually in a low voice,
After all, the carefree monk had directly appeared in front of him and sat down under the Stone Pavilion.
He couldn't simply ignore him, could he?
"Yes, I was free and had nothing better to do, so I thought I'd come and see you..."
The carefree monk smiled and replied softly.
Luo Changfeng sneered, "So you came to me again because you were bored and had nothing else to do?"
The carefree monk nodded awkwardly.
"Alright then, let's just assume your intentions this time are just as you say..."
Having said that, Luo Changfeng stopped paying attention to the carefree monk in front of him.
He simply went on to pour himself another cup of tea.
Afterward, he raised the teacup to his lips and continued drinking in small sips.
The carefree monk sitting in front of him under the Stone Pavilion also imitated him, sipping the tea from his cup.
Even though he had already finished all the tea in his cup,
he held onto the empty teacup without refilling it, just sitting there.
As both of them kept to themselves, drinking their tea,
the atmosphere in the small courtyard suddenly became somewhat quiet and awkward.
"So, um..."
After a long time,
it seemed that the carefree monk couldn't hold back any longer.
He scratched his head, as if he wanted to say something but eventually didn't manage to say anything.
"How was the effect of the Qi-Blood Elixir I gave you before?"
Luo Changfeng let out a small, helpless sigh,
looked at the carefree monk before him, and asked in a low voice.