Cultivation System: Stronger with Age Chapter 1432 - 626: Demon Seed Art (Part 2)

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Previously on Cultivation System: Stronger with Age...
Lin Xuankong encounters a possessed Luu Baoguo, whose body is being used by He Yao Dao's Demonic Implantation Technique. Despite the immense power and speed Luu Baoguo displays, Lin Xuankong expertly dodges his attacks, recognizing the technique's cost to the user's life force.

"The master is truly an Immortal, truly an Immortal! I admire Ninth Master Huang immensely, worship him immensely!"

Clearly, this Ninth Master Huang is unaware that the vitality and potential of the chubby Luu Baoguo are being rapidly extracted. If this attacking rhythm continues for Half a Cup of Tea Time, there won’t even be a need for Lin Xuankong to counterattack. Luu Baoguo’s life force and all his potential will be completely exhausted, causing him to spit blood and die on the spot!

In the eyes of Ninth Master Huang, He Yao Dao’s mere flick of the duster possessed the power and speed to transform the bone structure, akin to a true Immortal!

The other dignitaries and military officers, upon hearing Ninth Master Huang’s words, nodded repeatedly. As they once again looked at the so-called Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, the admiration and respect in their eyes were exceedingly apparent!

Even Miao Wan’er, standing behind He Yao Dao, couldn’t help but feel her eyebrows dance with excitement as she watched the battle unfold before her eyes, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm.

For the greater the prowess of this ’Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren’s’ Immortal Technique, the higher and greater He Immortal Master’s position and power will grow within the Great Yan Kingdom in the future. Naturally, Miao Wan’er, being a true disciple of an Immortal, will rise with the tide, and her future status and power will become even more astonishing!

Thinking of these things, how could Miao Wan’er not be excited, how could she not be thrilled!

If not for maintaining feminine restraint, Miao Wan’er would likely clap her hands and repeatedly shout that her master was phenomenal, that he was truly an Immortal descended!

Amid the excitement and thrill of the crowd,

He Yao Dao, gazing at Lin Xuankong who was repeatedly dodging attacks, displayed a hint of smugness.

Unable to resist forming a vertical hand sign in front of his chest, he revealed that signature smile and spoke:

"This fellow cultivator must have practiced for decades, achieving some Minor Success, to withstand the attack of Luu Baoguo, whose abilities I enhanced with Immortal Technique, for such a lengthy period!

Across the entire Great Yan Kingdom, the only ones capable of this feat are likely the dozen or so Elders of the Blood Cloud Sect and Ancestral Soul Sect who have been retreating for nearly a century!

Impressive, truly impressive. Fellow cultivator, if you can endure for thirty more breaths, I won’t employ any other Immortal Techniques! However, if you kneel, confess, and plead for mercy now, I can let you go, as previously mentioned.

After all, being fellow cultivators in this common, mundane Great Yan Kingdom, meeting like this is a rare chance!"

Upon hearing this from ’Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren’, the surrounding crowd grew even more excited and thrilled. Ninth Master Huang, in particular, appeared exhilarated and said, "The miraculous Immortal Techniques and astonishing methods of the master, I have never heard of in Kyoto; it’s as if Heaven sent him to rescue Great Yan Kingdom in dire times! Moreover, the Master’s generous heart is equally admirable, giving a way out despite being so offended by such a sneaky scoundrel! Tsk tsk, with such methods and such a compassionate heart, if Master claims not to be an Immortal, where in this world does anyone dare call themselves an Immortal?"

Upon saying this, Ninth Master Huang glanced at Miao Wan’er behind He Yao Dao. For this Ninth Young Master Huang, accustomed to the flower-and-romance places in Kyoto and to the extravagantly dressed ladies, Miao Wan’er’s beauty, accompanied by air of aloofness and heroism, looked extraordinarily stunning to him! Yet, Miao Wan’er is now publicly accepted as a formal disciple by He Yao Dao, holding a higher position in the Heaven-Questioning Sect than his registered disciple status, despite his overwhelming influence, he dares not say or do anything inappropriate to Miao Wan’er!

Nevertheless, Miao Wan’er’s appearance and temperament truly made Ninth Young Master Huang’s heart itch! Seeing the threat from the ghost-faced man seemingly resolved, Ninth Master Huang couldn’t help but glance repeatedly at Miao Wan’er, then offered a rather cordial smile, bowing his hands, "Senior Sister Miao, what do you think?"

Actually, Miao Wan’er, feeling a strange familiarity from the distant ghost-faced person quietly dodging chubby Luu Baoguo’s attacks, thought she had seen this ghost-faced person somewhere—evidently, Miao Wan’er also had some special talent, her intuition remarkably sharp! However, given the sound altered by Lin Xuankong’s Demonic Technique True Qi compared to his original voice was vastly different, even though Miao Wan’er sensed familiarity with the ghost-faced man, she couldn’t link this familiarity to Lin Xuankong she knew well.

Upon hearing Ninth Master Huang’s question, Miao Wan’er’s striking face twitched slightly. She glanced at ’Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren’ in secret, then spoke: "The Master’s methods are naturally miraculous and astonishing, unparalleled in their wonder. Even in novels or tales, Wan’er has never seen such miraculous methods! Though this ghost-faced man was identified by Master as a cultivator, there’s no way his strength compares to Master’s!"

Ninth Master Huang nodded repeatedly, "Senior Sister truly resonates with me, as if our thoughts connect; hahaha!"

Speaking of which, his face was full of pride, seemingly at that moment believing it wasn’t He Yao Dao suppressing the ghost-faced man, but he himself!

Over by Wei Hong’s group, the military officers had already seized the opportunity provided by chubby Luu Baoguo attacking Lin Xuankong to retrieve the handguns they had originally thrown on the ground. Now, they all had their chambers loaded, with one officer, obviously Ding Ye’s adjutant, directly handing over a retrieved handgun to Ding Ye.

With firearms in hand, whether it was Wei Hong, Liang Yucheng, or Ding Ye, the military officers felt greatly reassured, secretly sighing in relief, now observing the movements of chubby Luu Baoguo and Lin Xuankong.

Liang Yucheng glanced a few times, clicking his tongue in awe,

"Tsk tsk, how fast their movements are! In the flurry of exchanges, they create afterimages! Such fast-paced attack movements, even if I had a semi-automatic rifle, I fear I couldn’t pin them down!

Especially Luu Baoguo—I’ve known him for seven or eight years. His stocky build, at 260 pounds, was truly bloated, always panting after a few steps while drinking merrily with me. But after that He Immortal Master used the Immortal Technique, he’s become so fierce! The Master’s methods are so miraculous, simply unbelievable!"

Wei Hong also expressed some emotion, "Since young, I’ve been following my father in hard training, priding myself on my physical fitness. While not equivalent to those foreign so-called athletes, I’ve touched upon human limits, easily defeating a dozen stout men. But Luu Baoguo’s attacks, I fear I can’t avoid any strike... If they’re all unarmed, Luu Baoguo defeating one or two hundred sturdy military men wouldn’t be an issue! Such amazing Immortal Techniques exist in this world, transforming a bloated weakling into a ferocious super warrior instantly. It’s truly incredible and astonishing!"

Ding Ye’s adjutant, hearing Liang Yucheng and Wei Hong’s discussion, couldn’t help but comment, "In our First Defense Battalion, our Captain Ding always holds the title ’Soldier King’; during regular training, even if dozens of elite soldiers rush him, they’re quickly knocked down by our Captain Ding! But Luu Baoguo’s speed, strength, and influence far surpass my Captain Ding! Without witnessing it in person, it’s hard to believe that such as the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, an Immortal, really exists!"

Liang Yucheng nodded repeatedly, "Indeed, indeed! Brother Ding has always seemed like a primordial beast to me—with his over-two meters height alone, it’s enough to make one despair. If wielding cold weapons, even fifty of me wouldn’t stand a chance against Brother Ding! Were he in an ancient feudal dynasty, he’d undoubtedly be a peerless general on the battlefield, able to fight thousands singlehandedly! But now seeing Luu Baoguo’s ferocity... Even the mightiest generals in the mundane realm are somewhat inferior to the Immortal methods!"

Saying this, he turned to Ding Ye, chuckling, "Brother Ding, I mean no disrespect! Also, I believe, given Brother Ding’s unparalleled foundation as a warrior, if receiving the powerful Immortal methods from that Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, it could make him far fiercer than Luu Baoguo by several times!"