Longevity through Upgrading Buildings Chapter 701 - 303: Kong Xifeng Takes Action

At the ship's bow, Celestial Chef Zhenren gave his stomach a light pat, chuckling as he uttered.

Hunting Owl Zhenren, who had been resting in the cabin earlier, stepped out too.

"Precisely, if we can’t defeat them, does that mean nobody else in the sect can?"

With those words.

A huge iron pot materialized in Celestial Chef Zhenren’s grasp. It gleamed gray-black, etched with intricate golden patterns.

Ji Yuan shot it a look, envy flickering in his heart. He’d never wielded this iron pot himself, yet he’d tasted the goose cooked inside it—and it was utterly delectable.

Only after he’d gorged himself fully did Celestial Chef Zhenren reveal the truth.

This iron pot didn’t just stew geese; it also stewed foes’ heads... After hearing that, Ji Yuan lost all appetite.

Hunting Owl Zhenren lifted his right hand, clutching a violet Dharma Seal. Though inactive, lightning danced ceaselessly across its surface.

Ji Yuan had witnessed him unleash this seal previously; when activated, it summoned a mighty Thunder Prison of devastating power.

Gazing upon it now, Ji Yuan felt a twinge of envy.

"Junior Martial Uncle Li Xiao’s Thunder Seal is truly formidable, forged from Purple Sky Stone."

Noticing Ji Yuan’s fixed stare on the magical treasure, Li Changhe transmitted a mental message.

"Purple Sky Stone?"

Ji Yuan’s interest sparked instantly upon hearing it.

He recalled that upgrading his Celestial Craft Square to Level 3 required the Purple Sky Stone.

Possessing it would imbue the Level 3 Celestial Craft Square with the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" spirit effect.

"Indeed, our Li Family managed the trade for him back then, but it’s confidential. Keep it to yourself; it ties to the origins of Junior Martial Uncle Li Xiao’s magical treasure."

Li Changhe cautioned.

"Don’t worry, though I need this Purple Sky Stone too... Does your Li Family have extras?"

Ji Yuan inquired casually, hoping against hope.

"None left; the Purple Sky Stone came via our connections and trades from the Sword Ruins. It’s exceedingly scarce."

Li Changhe shook his head.

"Such a shame."

No sooner had Ji Yuan spoken than the three Core Formation Demon Cultivators ahead halted.

Their flying boat screeched to a stop alongside them.

"Everyone, let us through; we’re at our own doorstep. Dare you block us here? If our Water Dragon Sect’s Nascent Soul old master emerges, you’ll have nowhere to flee."

Celestial Chef Zhenren gripped the iron pot, bursting into laughter.

The red-haired demon cultivator in the center sneered, "Nascent Soul old master? If she truly valued your lives, why station us at the gate? Don’t make me laugh."

"Enough prattle, eat this strike from your grandpa!"

A shirtless demon cultivator bearing a black dragon tattoo on his chest bellowed furiously, hoisting a human leg bone aloft and slamming it down.

Instantly, a colossal leg bone illusion coalesced.

Should it land true, the flying boat would shatter completely.

Ji Yuan discreetly retrieved Hua Yaoyue’s communication talisman, channeled a trace of Spiritual Qi into it, and sent a message:

"Master, I’ve returned; demon cultivators are blocking us south of the sect."

Having dispatched the message, Ji Yuan stowed the talisman feeling reassured.

"Insolent!"

Celestial Chef Zhenren hurled the iron pot skyward.

The pot expanded amid the winds, swiftly becoming a massive shield enveloping the entire flying boat.

"Boom—"

With a deep thud, cultivators of weaker realms aboard—like early Foundation Establishment’s Liu Qingshan—were jolted so hard their innards churned, blood trickling from their mouths.

Even Liu Yuan’s expression turned somber.

As a Peak Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator, Ji Yuan remained unscathed, yet for caution, he circulated his Qi and blood in reverse, paling his complexion.

Thankfully, his communication talisman soon glowed.

"Got it, I’ve dispatched Kong Xifeng to retrieve you."

Ji Yuan: "???"

This revelation stunned him utterly.

...Just one year away, and now Master can direct the old master?

Before Ji Yuan could ponder more, an elderly woman materialized abruptly behind the three Core Formation Demon Cultivators.

Silver-haired and stooped, she leaned wholly on her snake-headed cane for support.

Her sudden arrival made even Celestial Chef Zhenren and Hunting Owl Zhenren’s pupils shrink faintly.

Particularly Celestial Chef Zhenren, he couldn't help but ponder... Do I really carry that much weight?

Just a single remark, and the old master rushed over to save me!

With her aura completely concealed, the Nascent Soul elder slipped right behind them, leaving the three Core Formation Demon Cultivators utterly oblivious.

That was until Kong Xifeng's icy voice suddenly echoed in their ears.

"It seems my Water Dragon Sect has truly declined, permitting these insignificant Golden Core mongrels to howl so brazenly in front of me, Kong Xifeng."

"What?!"

The instant the three Core Formation Cultivators caught that voice, they wasted no time, instantly morphing into escaping lights and bolting off in three separate directions.

At that moment, sacrificing a fellow cultivator for personal survival was the furthest thing from their minds.

Facing such an overwhelming adversary, only one idea dominated their thoughts.

Why on earth would a prestigious Nascent Soul old master stoop so low to save two mere Core Formation Cultivators?

Aren't those handful of Nascent Soul powerhouses the ones spearheading this righteous-demonic war?

Kong Xifeng simply observed as they scattered in different directions.

She advanced with a single step, arriving first at the red-haired demon cultivator.

"At your tender age, you ought to focus on proper studies, yet you mimic True Monarch Mo Yan by dyeing your hair red."