Fang Ling raised his hand, and a vortex formed in his palm, instantly devouring the entire pool of the Spring of Life.
The energy contained within the Spring of Life was even purer than the life essence extracted by the Gluttony Divine Art.
Fang Ling directed a portion of it to his dantian, nourishing the Fusang Divine Tree.
However, most of it was used for his own cultivation, causing the strength of his physical body to soar continuously, though the surging energy couldn’t be fully absorbed in a short time.
In his dantian, the Fusang Divine Tree was growing at a visible speed.
In the blink of an eye, it had become a lush, towering tree, and the Fusang Divine Fire had transformed into a brilliant golden color, its power greatly enhanced.
Meanwhile, the Lion God and the grey flood dragon, who were chasing the Purple Bamboo Abbess, sensed the anomaly in the valley.
They were furious, feeling humiliated that two mighty demon beasts were being toyed with by mere humans.
The Lion God decisively abandoned the pursuit of the Purple Bamboo Abbess and turned towards the valley.
With a roar, it shot a bolt of lightning from its mouth.
The lightning was incredibly fast, and before Fang Ling could react, he was struck.
In an instant, his flesh turned into a pile of charred remains.
The Lion God’s furious strike had been unleashed with full force.
Even though Fang Ling’s physical body was now extremely powerful, it was still insufficient against a demon beast at the peak of the Alkaid Realm.
Thump, thump, thump…
Fang Ling’s heart pounded violently, and the necrotic flesh was instantly regenerated.
He stomped his foot, shaking off the black “armor” that was actually the charred remains of his flesh.
The Lion God was shocked to see that its furious strike had not killed Fang Ling.
In the next moment, a thunder array appeared behind it, and an even more terrifying thunder wave surged forth.
This was one of the Lion God’s innate divine powers—Divine Thunder Annihilation!
Fang Ling had no desire to experience the feeling of being struck by lightning and turned into charred flesh a second time.
He activated his Blood Eye, directly distorting space and banishing the Lion God’s Divine Thunder Annihilation into the void.
The Lion God was stunned. It could sense that Fang Ling’s realm was not high, barely stronger than an ant in its eyes.
Yet this little ant had managed to withstand two of its attacks.
By the time it recovered, Fang Ling had already fled.
…
The next day, at noon.
Purple Bamboo Abbess sat on a large rock by the mountain stream, her face pale.
She looked at her reflection in the stream, appearing very haggard.
Suddenly, she looked up and immediately summoned the Snow Jade Purity Bottle in excitement.
“You demon, you nearly got me killed by that grey flood dragon. Today, I will capture you!”
She felt extremely aggrieved; since her debut, she had never been bullied like this.
The person before her had not only caused her to develop inner demons but had also done such excessive things yesterday.
The bottle floated in mid-air, and divine light shone on Fang Ling, immobilizing him.
Just as he was about to be sucked into the Snow Jade Purity Bottle, Purple Bamboo Abbess angrily waved her sleeve and put the treasure away at the last moment.
Having spent some time together, Fang Ling understood her temperament.
If he had resisted just now, she would have fought to the end.
But if he remained indifferent, she would instead let go.
“I suffered all the hardships, and you got the nourishment of the Spring of Life.”
“You are truly hateful! Despicable!”
She glared at Fang Ling, struggling to get these words out.
“I almost died at the hands of the Lion God, and I didn’t suffer any less,” Fang Ling said.
“Unfortunately, the energy of the Spring of Life dissipates immediately after leaving the pool, so I couldn’t bring any for you.”
“But considering you helped me a lot, I prepared some compensation for you.”
He took out a jade slip from his bosom and handed it to her.
Purple Bamboo Abbess took the jade slip, her small hand caressing it, feeling a faint sense of anticipation.
“Could it be a cultivation method from the Saramita Realm?” she wondered.
She immediately scanned the jade slip with her divine sense, reading its contents.
After reading it, her face turned red, and she glared angrily at Fang Ling across from her. “What is the meaning of this?”
“I am a dignified elder of the Pure Bamboo Nunnery; how could I cultivate a dual cultivation technique?”
Fang Ling had given her a simplified version of the Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Technique.
The simplified version of the Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Technique only had the effect of enhancing cultivation.
It couldn’t accumulate yin-yang energy within the body, nor did it include the cultivation method for the Great Yin-Yang Hand.
Although it was a simplified version, its quality was far superior to those low-grade dual cultivation techniques in the outside world.
Fang Ling gave her this technique not only to appease her emotions.
More importantly, if both of them operated the technique simultaneously, they would resonate with each other.
In a resonant state, the effect of cultivation would be ten times that of solo cultivation!
Fang Ling wasn’t worried about her spreading this technique.
Unless she wanted to ruin her reputation and be expelled from the Buddhist sect.
She was a Buddhist disciple; if it were known that she cultivated a dual cultivation technique, she might even be hunted by the entire Buddhist world.
Fang Ling said, “No one will know anyway. You might as well give it a try; you might be pleasantly surprised.”
Purple Bamboo Abbess was about to say something when she suddenly frowned and murmured, “Not good!”
“Those two powerful demon beasts have mobilized their forces to besiege us.”
“Demon race members are appearing from all directions; they’ll find us soon.”
Fang Ling took a deep breath. “How did they come so quickly?”
“I just escaped from the Lion God, and my spiritual power is almost exhausted. I’m afraid I can’t fight anymore.”
Purple Bamboo Abbess said, “I’m in the same situation. To escape the grey flood dragon, my lotus platform avatar has been destroyed.”
“You must be from a family of immortals, right? If you have any trump cards, now is the time to use them.”
“There are many demon beasts nearby, and some are even at the Alkaid Realm. Although not as terrifying as those two overlords, they are still…”
Fang Ling said, “I have no illustrious background and am not from a family of immortals.”
“We have no choice but to fight to the death and carve a bloody path out.”
“Just stay close to me.”
Purple Bamboo Abbess silently looked at him, feeling doubtful.
At this point, she felt Fang Ling had no reason to lie.
“The Lion God and the grey flood dragon should be nearby. If we get entangled, they’ll catch up quickly,” she said.
“So the only plan now is to temporarily avoid the limelight.”
“After some time, we’ll find a way to leave.”
Fang Ling said, “The demon race’s senses are very keen. How can we avoid the limelight?”
Purple Bamboo Abbess raised her hand, revealing the Snow Jade Purity Bottle in her palm.
“This treasure can not only suppress evil but also be used to avoid disasters.”
“However, to maintain the bottle’s operation, our cultivation will be continuously drained, causing our realms to regress.”
“And there’s no spiritual power inside the bottle to restore us. The longer we hide, the more our cultivation will regress,” she said.
“No matter, let’s get inside quickly!” Fang Ling nodded.
He wasn’t worried about the regression of his cultivation. He didn’t believe that the cultivation progress from daily dual cultivation wouldn’t be enough to offset the bottle’s drain.
Purple Bamboo Abbess softly hummed in agreement and activated the bottle.
A flash of divine light, and both of them were sucked inside.
The bottle gradually faded, merging with the void, as if it had never appeared.
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