Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Xu Ming swung his sword down.

Although Ji Wuming dodged the fatal blow, his arm was directly chopped off by Xu Ming.

Ji Wuming screamed and quickly retreated.

Ji Wuming narrowed his eyes, looking at the man in front of him, while the old servant quickly caught the arm falling from the sky and handed it to Ji Wuming.

Ji Wuming took his arm and quickly reattached it.

This is how cultivators are after passing the Cave Mansion Realm. As long as the severed limb is still there, it can be reattached.

Mo Zhu'er blinked her eyes, watching Xu Ming's back.

For the first time, Mo Zhu'er felt so safe.

Soon, Mo Zhu'er found it a bit ridiculous in her heart.

The one giving her a sense of security was not someone from her own sect, but a mortal enemy who had always bullied her.

"Stay close."

Xu Ming turned his head slightly and said to Mo Zhu'er.

Before Mo Zhu'er could react, Xu Ming charged forward with his long sword.

With a single sword strike, Ji Wuming and his old servant quickly dodged.

The mountain behind them was cut in half by Xu Ming's sword.

Ji Wuming knew he couldn't hold back anymore. This Prince Consort of the Wu Kingdom was as strong as a ferocious beast! It was completely beyond common sense.

"Go!"

Ji Wuming threw out a scroll.

The scroll unfurled, depicting a sword diagram.

A sword diagram is when a master swordsman imprints their sword technique onto a medium, allowing anyone to use it once, often as a trump card.

From within the sword diagram, a woman emerged, her hair disheveled, her eyes hollow.

She wore a white robe, her figure slender, like an iceberg.

The illusory woman slashed down with her sword.

This sword was like a streak of white on the horizon, about to divide the world into light and darkness.

Xu Ming's Dao Pattern Eye wanted to copy this sword strike, but it was clear that the Dao Pattern Eye's level was not high enough. This sword strike had already exceeded the Dao Pattern Eye's replication limit.

Xu Ming's current swordsmanship was not as good as his fist techniques.

Therefore, Xu Ming put away the long sword in his hand and delivered a punch.

"Quake God!"

The Quake God Fist unleashed a white dragon of a martial artist's power, pouncing towards the illusory woman's sword.

"Boom!"

True Qi and sword Qi clashed. Xu Ming flew backwards. Mo Zhu'er sensed something was wrong and quickly caught Xu Ming.

Xu Ming's back slammed heavily into Mo Zhu'er's soft chest, and both of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Ji Wuming wasn't in a much better state either.

Ji Wuming was struck in the chest by Xu Ming's fist force, his spiritual power extremely disrupted. He had truly suffered a significant injury this time.

Seizing the opportunity, Mo Zhu'er charged towards Ji Wuming with her soft sword, wanting to kill Ji Wuming first.

"If I die, no one will clean up the mess for the Joyful Union Sect. Could it be that the Sect Master still wants to hold back?" Ji Wuming said coldly.

Just as the tip of Mo Zhu'er's soft sword was about to pierce Ji Wuming's brow...

Mo Zhu'er's long sword was directly deflected.

Cui Renwang, who had been knocked away by Xu Ming, shrunk the earth into inches, walking step by step towards Ji Wuming, standing beside Ji Wuming.

"Holy Son, don't be anxious. I was just resting for a while. How could I stand idly by?" Cui Renwang smiled, looking at Xu Ming, "Since Prince Consort is so determined, then let Prince Consort die here."

"Hehe, you can try." In an instant, a cold light flashed, and Xu Ming had already stabbed his sword towards Cui Renwang. Cui Renwang used his jade flute to block the tip of Xu Ming's sword. The two figures rapidly fell backward, eventually crashing into the forest.

Mo Zhu'er's soft sword wrapped around Ji Wuming's body, and the two engaged in battle once again.

In the forest, Xu Ming braced his stance, thrusting his sword forward. The sword Qi left a mark below Cui Renwang's chest. Cui Renwang blew his jade flute, the sound of the flute stirring up the fallen leaves in the forest.

The fallen leaves gathered behind Cui Renwang, forming long swords that stabbed towards Xu Ming.

Xu Ming slashed down with his sword again and again, scattering several long swords formed from fallen leaves. The long sword in his hand danced with one sword flower after another, gleaming with a dazzling cold light under the illumination of the night.

Xu Ming walked forward step by step, and Cui Renwang retreated step by step.

Xu Ming stabbed his sword towards Cui Renwang's head. Cui Renwang turned his flute sideways, deflecting the long sword in Xu Ming's hand. Xu Ming's sword Qi stabbed backward, and a huge rock instantly shattered, disappearing into dust!

Xu Ming forcefully held the long sword horizontally, cutting towards Cui Renwang's head. Sparks flew from the flute in Cui Renwang's hand.

Xu Ming delivered a punch, and Cui Renwang also struck out with his palm.

Xu Ming's fist struck Cui Renwang's chest squarely, the sound of ribs breaking clearly transmitted to Xu Ming's fist.

Cui Renwang's palm also struck Xu Ming's chest squarely.

The two separated from the impact.

Blood trickled from the corner of Xu Ming's mouth.

Just as Xu Ming was about to take another step forward, Xu Ming frowned, feeling his body becoming increasingly hot.

Cui Renwang rubbed his bones, and the broken ribs in his chest immediately returned to their correct position.

"Do you feel your whole body is hot and your mouth is dry?"

Cui Renwang said with a smile, patting the powder in his hand.

"The palm strike just now is called the Heart-Devouring Palm. If ordinary cultivators are struck by this palm, the most primitive desires in their hearts will be stimulated, like a wild beast in heat, and their blood will boil and die within a breath's time.

But Prince Consort, you are too powerful.

Being struck by this palm is like nothing happened. The Heart-Devouring Palm can't cause any substantial harm to Prince Consort at all.

But regardless, being able to make Prince Consort uncomfortable for an hour or two is also acceptable."

As he spoke, Cui Renwang's gaze moved downwards, looking at Xu Ming's crotch, and his brows furrowed again: "Prince Consort is truly heroic! It truly makes men jealous!"

As the words fell, Cui Renwang summoned a large cauldron.

The cauldron was embroidered with mandarin ducks.

The aura of the cauldron made Xu Ming feel very uneasy.

Could this cauldron be a Semi-Immortal Weapon?!

Xu Ming turned around and ran!

If he had only been struck by the Heart-Devouring Palm, arousing his most primitive desires, that would have been fine. At worst, he would just fight with a "hard" on.

But the problem was that Xu Ming had just used sword Qi and martial artist True Qi, and spiritual power and True Qi clashed again. The Heart-Devouring Palm just added fuel to the fire.

Finally, adding this existence that looked like a Semi-Immortal Weapon, Xu Ming could only run!

In the sky, even if Mo Zhu'er was fighting against Ji Wuming and his servant, she hadn't fallen into a disadvantage.

It's just that Mo Zhu'er couldn't concentrate on fighting, her gaze occasionally looking towards that forest.

As a result, Mo Zhu'er discovered that Xu Ming seemed to be affected by something, running towards another direction.

"It's already this time, you should care about yourself!"

A voice came, and Ji Wuming struck a palm towards Mo Zhu'er.

Mo Zhu'er also used a palm strike. The two palms collided, and Mo Zhu'er took advantage of the momentum to fly towards Xu Ming.

"Don't follow me!"

Seeing Mo Zhu'er flying over, Xu Ming shouted.

"What?"

Mo Zhu'er responded.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zhu'er saw a large cauldron chasing after Xu Ming.

Just as this large cauldron was about to cover Xu Ming, Xu Ming used his sword to lift it up, and the滔天 sword waves repelled this large cauldron.

"Behind you!"

Xu Ming shouted to Mo Zhu'er.

Mo Zhu'er turned around, and nine nails flew towards Mo Zhu'er's body.

Xu Ming circulated his martial artist True Qi, arriving next to Mo Zhu'er in one step, lifting his sword across.

Six nails were knocked away by Xu Ming, and three nails pierced into Xu Ming's thigh, left shoulder, and right arm.

Looking at Xu Ming standing in front of her, Mo Zhu'er's eyes flickered, staring blankly at Xu Ming.

He saved me?

Why would he save me?

What reason does he have to save me?

"What are you spacing out for! Hurry up and leave!" Xu Ming pushed Mo Zhu'er, "Fly towards Xuan Yue City. I'll hold back this Joyful Union Sect Sect Master. If I die, you must send Sheng Sheng to Qin Qingwan of the Tianxuan Sect! This is today's relieving medicine, but the final antidote is also with Qin Qingwan of the Tianxuan Sect! Go!"

Xu Ming turned sharply, killing towards Ji Wuming.

Xu Ming saved Mo Zhu'er, but it wasn't because he really had any feelings for this person.

For Xu Ming, it wouldn't matter if she died.

But Xu Ming was worried about Shen Sheng Sheng.

Xu Ming also didn't know what Mo Zhu'er's character was like, so Xu Ming deceived Mo Zhu'er by saying that Qin Qingwan also had the antidote, so she had to bring Shen Sheng Sheng to the Tianxuan Sect!

And now, Xu Ming had to help Mo Zhu'er kill a path out.

In desperation, Ji Wuming activated the Soul-Suppressing Nails.

Xu Ming felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart!

But Xu Ming just barely managed to stabilize himself.

Sky-Opening Fist - Mountain Shaker.

Xu Ming delivered a punch.

Ji Wuming summoned a tortoise shell.

But Xu Ming's fist just passed through the tortoise shell, piercing through his heart.

"How is this possible?!"

Ji Wuming lowered his head, looking at the fist that had pierced through him.

Ji Wuming never expected that he would die like this! Just from this one punch!

Ji Wuming fell from the sky, landing on the ground, his eyes wide open, completely without breath.

"Young Master!"

Ji Wuming's old servant cried out in grief, but he didn't have any intention of avenging his young master, turning around and running.

The large cauldron flew towards Xu Ming again.

Xu Ming kicked it away.

Mo Zhu'er looked at Xu Ming two more times, then tightly bit her thin lips.

Mo Zhu'er knew that she should be free now.

Cui Renwang wanted to stop her, but Xu Ming's sword wave blocked Cui Renwang.

"I didn't expect that Prince Consort would actually like a Western Regions妖女?" Cui Renwang joked.

"Hehe, that妖女is not even worthy to carry my shoes!" Xu Ming sneered twice, sword and fist, close combat.

Mo Zhu'er looked back two more times, her pearly teeth tightly biting her thin lips.

Mo Zhu'er knew that she should be free.

Xu Ming will definitely die at the hands of that Soul-Snatcher.

If Xu Ming wasn't lying to himself, as long as he sent Shen Sheng to the Heavenly Profound Gate, Qin Qingwan would give him the antidote.

In the end, not only would he have "killed" Xu Ming and completed the mission, but Xu Ming would also have helped him kill a competitor. In the end, the only winner would be himself!

But…

Mo Zhu'er couldn't help but keep looking in Xu Ming's direction.

Suddenly, Mo Zhu'er stomped her foot and turned to fly back.

"Mo Zhu'er, ah, Mo Zhu'er! What on earth are you doing? Go to Xuan Yue City! It doesn't matter if that man dies!" Mo Zhu'er scolded herself, "You can't have really fallen for that man, have you?"

Mo Zhu'er flew faster and faster.

In Mo Zhu'er's mind, she couldn't help but recall the time when Xu Ming dripped candle wax on her, when Xu Ming asked her to grill meat, and when she tried to seduce him, he kicked her away.

But it was also during this time that she slept extremely peacefully, something she had never experienced before.

And when she was inevitably going to die, it was him who stood in front of her!

Xu Ming was simultaneously trying to pry open the large cauldron and fight against the Soul-Snatcher.

Xu Ming clearly felt that the Soul-Snatcher couldn't control this large cauldron very well either, and could only use the cauldron to share the burden of his attacks. Otherwise, Xu Ming felt that he would already be dead.

However, Xu Ming, who had both the Dao Pattern Eye and Blood Qi Berserk activated, felt that his body was about to be emptied. If this continued, he would definitely die.

Escape was impossible too. He had no way to shake him off. After his physical strength and spiritual power were exhausted, he would be at his mercy even more.

"Even if I die, I have to take someone down with me."

Such a thought suddenly popped into Xu Ming's mind.

Xu Ming soared forward, kicking the Soul-Snatcher's jade flute, causing cracks to appear on the flute.

The Soul-Snatcher was once again knocked to the ground.

Immediately following that, Xu Ming's torrential sword energy stabbed towards the Soul-Snatcher.

Xu Ming was determined not to create any distance between himself and the Soul-Snatcher.

At this moment, Xu Ming discovered that the large cauldron was suspended in the air, unmoving.

Perhaps the Soul-Snatcher was worried about covering both him and Xu Ming.

This was even better!

Xu Ming maintained close-quarters combat, beating the Soul-Snatcher to death.

The Soul-Snatcher wanted to create distance many times, but Xu Ming was like a stubborn plaster.

However, Xu Ming's strength and sword energy were becoming weaker and weaker, and even the conflict between his martial artist true energy and spiritual power within his body was becoming more and more severe.

Blood flowed from Xu Ming's ears, eyes, and nose.

Looking at Xu Ming's appearance, the corners of the Soul-Snatcher's mouth curled up.

The Soul-Snatcher was not in a hurry at all anymore.

Looking at his appearance, he would at most exhaust himself to death in half an incense stick's time.

But what the Soul-Snatcher didn't know was…

Xu Ming, with the determination to die, was entering a mysterious and profound feeling.

Xu Ming felt as if he didn't exist, and yet he did exist. He felt like he was detached from his body, overlooking the entire world.

It was as if he had transformed into a pair of fists, transformed into the sword in his hand.

Xu Ming knew he was going to die, but Xu Ming wanted to unleash a punch and a sword strike!

Xu Ming felt that if he didn't unleash this punch and sword strike, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life!

Suddenly, Xu Ming reached a mysterious and profound critical point. He stopped his steps and closed his eyes.

The Soul-Snatcher didn't know what was going on with Xu Ming, but he quickly created distance.

"Fall!"

Under the Soul-Snatcher's control, the large cauldron covered towards Xu Ming.

The large cauldron completely locked onto Xu Ming's aura, and Xu Ming couldn't dodge.

But Xu Ming didn't even think about dodging.

Xu Ming punched towards the large cauldron, his fist force transforming into a giant dragon, firmly shaking the large cauldron.

With another thought, Xu Ming's figure actually turned invisible, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a stream of light, stabbing towards the Soul-Snatcher's body. Xu Ming transformed into green smoke, following behind the sword.

The Soul-Snatcher's pupils shrank.

When he reacted, he looked down and saw that a large hole had already been pierced through his heart.

The long sword didn't leave a trace. The invisible Xu Ming once again became tangible. Holding the long sword in his hand, he didn't even know what had happened.

"How is this possible?" The Soul-Snatcher's eyes trembled.

"Hahahaha… How is this possible, how is this possible? I was killed by a Sea-Observing Realm cultivator? How is this possible!"

The Soul-Snatcher was almost frantic, reaching out and heavily grabbing the large cauldron.

"Since that's the case, you will die with me!"