Longevity through Upgrading Buildings

Jiang Hong listened to these words, veins bulging on his forehead, and with a sudden exertion of his right hand, he tore off a piece of the cart shaft.

Standing right in front of Ji Yuan, the Corpse Buddha Child shouted angrily.

“Arrogant!”

Then this fellow first clasped his hands together, revealing a Corpse Buddha Demon Statue behind him, before striking out with a palm.

Immediately, a gigantic palm seal came rushing towards Ji Yuan.

“Tsk, looking for help?”

Ji Yuan sneered, his mind reaching for a piece of the cyan-brown scale armor inside him.

The bald-headed demon cultivator in front of him was at the mid-stage Core Formation level, and ordinary methods would certainly be unable to fend him off. Ji Yuan dared not take chances and decided it was safer to use the life-saving trump card given by his sect.

After all, there were three pieces of this scale armor given by the sect in total.

But once this thing is used, it’s time to flee.

“Corpse Buddha Child, stop.”

Above the sky, Jiang Hong’s low voice came through.

On the lake surface, the Corpse Buddha Child, with his hands in a sealing gesture, withdrew, and the massive palm print instantly transformed into Spiritual Qi, vanishing into smoke.

Jiang Hong glanced coldly at Ji Yuan, then raised his head to look at the enormous blood cloud above, and yelled: “Blood Nightmare Old Monster, when did you become so useless, can’t even deal with someone at early-stage Core Formation?”

“With such little ability, you might as well go back to Shangxi.”

“Young Master, don’t be impatient!”

A sinister laugh came from within the blood cloud, followed by blood qi converging from all directions, and with a muffled “boom,” a water-blue figure seemed to be heavily injured, crashing down from the sky, landing on a deserted island.

“Boom—”

Ji Yuan, seeing the commotion, instinctively wanted to check on his senior brother’s condition.

However, as soon as he moved, the two mid-stage Core Formation demon cultivators locked onto him tightly, as if ready to attack at any disagreement.

But fortunately, before Ji Yuan could move, he noticed that on the southern side of the deserted island, a figure was flying over on a Flying Boat, it was Isle Master Qinghe!

As long as someone goes over, that’s enough.

At least they’re one of us.

Isle Master Qinghe just went over and supported the blood-spitting Ran Kui.

The two stood on the Flying Boat, and Ran Kui naturally took a glance at Ji Yuan, who was surrounded. His eyes were… somewhat complex, but more full of worry and regret.

Complex because he didn’t expect the renowned Qiu Qianhai from Shuinan to be his dearest junior apprentice brother.

The worry was for Ji Yuan’s current predicament.

And the regret for having called Ji Yuan over earlier, leading him into this peril. If he hadn’t called him over, he wouldn’t have fallen into this situation of being besieged by the Demon Dao.

The senior and junior apprentice brothers exchanged glances, and Ji Yuan noticed that Ran Kui, who had just escaped from death, was thinking of moving towards him.

He quickly shook his head.

In the current situation, unless Hua Yaoyue possessed him, Ran Kui alone wouldn’t be enough to handle it.

Ran Kui understood his own situation too; going over now would only add to the chaos without helping at all, so he could only sigh and return to his original position, while communicating telepathically:

“Thank you for the rescue, Brother Qinghe.”

“But, you should have left early.”

Isle Master Qinghe smiled bitterly and said, “As fellow apprentices, how can I stand by and watch you escape while I flee? Senior brother, say no more, focus on healing, and later take us out of here.”

“Alright!”

Ran Kui responded through telepathy and said no more.

The blood cloud in the sky gathered, finally transforming into a wide blood robe draping over an elder, who then transformed into a blood-colored escape light, landing beside Jiang Hong’s carriage and slightly cupping his hands:

“This subordinate, Blood Nightmare, greets the Young Master.”

Jiang Hong looked him up and down, finding no injuries, so he didn’t mock and instead waved his hand, “Go, form a pincer formation, block them.”

“Yes.”

Blood Nightmare Old Monster cupped his hands and bowed, and before An Yike, who was getting up, he had already transformed into a blood light, arriving at the southern part of the great lake.

As he landed, the Black Sha Sword Demon retreated, guarding the eastern side of the great lake.

The remaining Corpse Buddha Child then moved from the north to the west.

So, the true pincer formation battleground emerged.

Originally, Jiang Hong slowly stood up from the carriage. As he stood, the carriage gradually sank, until it was level with the lake surface, facing Ji Yuan.

He rolled up his sleeves while walking out of the carriage, seemingly speaking casually:

“That day, I was careless, didn’t dodge properly, otherwise, I wouldn’t have fallen for your trick, kid.”

“So tell me, how do you, Qiu Qianhai, want to die today?”

Ji Yuan looked directly at him, not rushing to reply.

Fighting was not an option. Once the fight started, it would be hard to escape.

And if a battle became unavoidable, it would all be for a better chance to flee.

So he looked at Jiang Hong opposite him, his right hand forming an ethereal grip, and several sword blanks flew out from his sleeve.

Finally, nine swords combined into one, turning into a Spirit Sword shimmering with radiant colors, held in his hand.

He didn’t pay any mind to Jiang Hong’s words; following his lead would put him at a disadvantage.

“I heard Young Master Jiang has a Nascent Soul Stage father and a Nascent Soul Stage mother. If by chance I kill you, wouldn’t I also be inescapable from calamity?”

Ji Yuan paced back and forth on the Split-space Flying Boat, his Divine Sense scanning for a suitable direction for breakthrough, while speaking deeply.

“Yes.”

Jiang Hong stepped forward confidently, his hands behind his back, not at all embarrassed but rather very proud as he said:

“Let’s even not mention whether you have the means to kill me; even if you do and kill me, if you can survive half an hour, then I would have to recognize your skill, Qiu Qianhai.”

“Not to mention, with your current strength, it’s entirely impossible to kill me.”

As Jiang Hong spoke, he glanced at the place where Ji Yuan had earlier killed Granny Xuan Sha, sneering: