Longevity through Upgrading Buildings Chapter 728 - 311: News of Du Wanyi Once Again

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"Daoist Youlan, why persist in fleeing? Now that the Water Dragon Sect is annihilated, you are but a Loose Cultivator without a backing. Why not join our Medicine King Valley and cultivate the Dao alongside me?"

A gaunt man, clad in dark yellow demonic robes and astride a gourd-shaped spiritual artifact, gave chase to a female cultivator in cyan-green robes.

Isle Master Youlan, piloting a flying sword ahead, spat contemptuously.

"I spit!"

"Even if I, Youlan, were to perish, I would never stoop to the level of those in Medicine King Valley, groveling before the Demonic Dao and begging for scraps like a dog!"

Upon hearing her words, the gaunt man’s fury ignited.

"Wretched woman, you would do well to watch your tongue!"

"Were it not for your marginal allure, I would have dispatched you already. Now, I extend an olive branch, and you refuse to grasp it."

"Furthermore, the entirety of the Water Dragon Sect turned tail and fled before us in Medicine King Valley. The world may freely mock Medicine King Valley, but you, a remnant of the Water Dragon Sect, have no right to!"

With his declaration, the long-faced man formed a hand seal, unleashing a volley of fireballs imbued with spiritual patterns.

Isle Master Youlan, possessing but average talent and merely at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, found evasion increasingly arduous against her pursuer who had attained the Peak of Foundation Establishment.

"Heh, they fled, but I did not!"

While retreating, Youlan activated the Water Dragon Technique, a signature art of the Water Dragon Sect.

The incoming fireballs assaulted her, and though the Sea Dragon Armor offered some protection, Isle Master Youlan was still propelled from the air, crashing to the ground.

"Is it that you possess the will not to flee, or is it merely your lack of status and connections that prevented you from being chosen? If you were summoned, would you not flee as well? What a laughable notion!"

The long-faced man guided his flying artifact down, landing within the dense forest.

He surveyed Youlan, slightly disheveled, a flicker of avarice in his gaze.

While the world generally favors the young, Cao Xiangyu harbored a predilection for more mature women.

Isle Master Youlan, in particular, appeared somewhat older yet retained a captivating charm—precisely his preferred type, which had driven his relentless pursuit.

Previously, he had ample opportunities to end Isle Master Youlan’s life.

Witnessing the palpable fear in her evasive maneuvers only amplified Cao Xiangyu’s satisfaction.

"What say you now, Daoist Youlan? I offer you one final opportunity. Agree to become my dao companion, and your life shall be spared. Upon our return, we shall both be celebrated Foundation Establishment Cultivators, hailed as an unparalleled couple."

Isle Master Youlan let out a scornful laugh.

"Have you ever heard of Liu Baicao?"

"How could I not?"

Cao Xiangyu’s brow furrowed slightly. "Isn’t he that notorious ugly cultivator from Medicine King Valley? The one who, in his quest to cure his disfigured face, ingested a hundred herbs, only to exacerbate his appearance and subsequently adopt the name Liu Baicao?"

"Precisely."

Isle Master Youlan affirmed with a nod.

Cao Xiangyu assumed Isle Master Youlan was merely buying time to recover, an effort he deemed futile.

Even if she regained her strength, what then?

Escape was impossible.

"Why does Daoist Youlan bring him up? Could it be that Liu Baicao also pursues you? If so, I must commend his discerning taste."

"To think he fancies the same female cultivator as myself."

Cao Xiangyu remarked, bestowing a mock salute.

"No."

Isle Master Youlan shook her head. "I would sooner marry Liu Baicao than accept you."

"What?!"

Cao Xiangyu initially questioned if he had misheard, but upon comprehension, his rage surged.

"Given your beauty, I intended to grant you a chance at life, but since you are determined to court death... Do not blame me!"

As Cao Xiangyu spoke, he rose from the ground, his hair unbound and robes billowing, as waves of fire emanated around him, transforming the surroundings into an inferno.

Youlan, anticipating this, continuously formed seals, her incantations unwavering.

Soon, dark clouds materialized overhead, unleashing a torrent of rain upon the forest.

Despite the downpour, the flames were not extinguished; instead, thick smoke billowed forth, enveloping everything and causing Isle Master Youlan to choke uncontrollably.

Youlan contemplated escape but found no clear path, the sea of fire stretching in every direction.

In essence, there was no escape to be found!

"Hahaha."

Cao Xiangyu let out a maniacal laugh upon witnessing this display. "How do you find my technique effective against your Water Dragon Sect’s water cultivators?"

"Die!"

From the heart of the smoke, Isle Master Youlan’s defiant cry resounded.

Immediately following, a water-blue flying sword erupted from the haze, accompanied by a barrage of dense Water Arrows, all aimed to impale Cao Xiangyu.

"Tsk tsk."

With a sneer, Cao Xiangyu snapped his fingers. Instantly, a colossal surge of flames billowed forth from the gourd suspended above him.

This torrent of fire met the incoming flying sword, rapidly coalescing into a formidable barrier that repelled both the blade and the barrage of Water Arrows.

"How tiresome. In that case, I shall simply put an end to you."

Cao Xiangyu declared, forming his index and middle fingers into a sword-like shape and raising them with ease.

From the heart of the distant inferno, a streak of light ignited. It traced an arc through the air before unexpectedly striking from behind Isle Master Youlan, advancing with breathtaking velocity.

"Sss—"

By the time Isle Master Youlan sensed the danger, the incandescent projectile was a mere meter from her.