An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Waste, waste, all waste!"

The head of the Wang family could no longer suppress his anger when he saw the news that another industry was destroyed by a group of casual cultivators, and smashed everything in the study.

In the past few days, the Wang family not only lost a lot of cultivation resources, but what he could not accept the most was that more than ten Jindan of the Wang family had died.

More than ten Jindan, if placed in the Qiyun Sect, is almost the total number of all Jindan cultivators in the sect.

Even a behemoth like the Wang family cannot afford such a loss.

After a moment, as a great cultivator in the late Yuanying period, he quickly controlled his emotions: "Where are Chen Huaijing and Qian Hai, haven't they been found yet?"

"Not yet, not yet." A Jindan of the Wang family who came to report the news whispered.

The head of the Wang family was angry again, and his aura was subconsciously radiating, which made the Jindan cultivator sweat profusely and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Keep looking for them. No matter how much loss you suffer, you must find them for me."

"Yes, sir."

After the Jindan cultivator left, the head of the Wang family slowly restrained his momentum. After thinking for a moment, he spread his consciousness and communicated with a Yuanying cultivator of the Wang family.

A moment later, the two Yuanying elders of the Wang family left silently.

In order to find Fang Ping and Qian Hai, and to quell the conspiracy against the Wang family, the head of the Wang family finally decided to send out Yuanying cultivators.

This time the effect was obvious. With the addition of Yuanying cultivators, no matter which stronghold was attacked, as long as it was not broken in a short time, they could rush to support.

Fang Ping and Qian Hai, who were mixed in a group of casual cultivators and attacking a mine of the Wang family, suddenly changed their expressions, and hurriedly withdrew from the crowd and teleported away without looking back.

A moment later, a white-haired Wang family Yuanying arrived. He snorted coldly, and a large number of casual cultivators fell to the ground immediately.

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed, and the group of cultivators who still didn't understand what was going on immediately felt a terrifying pressure coming over them. They had no way to avoid it, nor could they resist it. They could only watch their bodies being compressed under this pressure, and finally turned into a ball of flesh and blood and merged with the flesh and blood of others.

The Yuanying cultivator pinched a few seals, and the blood ball continued to shrink, and finally only a red blood bead the size of a peanut remained, which was swallowed by the Yuanying cultivator.

"You dare to touch the tiger whiskers of my Wang family."

The news that the Wang family sent out Yuanying cultivators spread like wildfire, so this farce against the Wang family had to be postponed.

Xianzong, on a beautiful lake island, after listening to Hongluan telling her about the recent conflict between Fang Ping and the Wang family, the Saint calmly responded:

"The Wang family has gone too far."

Hongluan nodded and said, "Sister, won't you come out to help him?"

"He hasn't asked us for help yet, so let him do it himself.

The Wang family has become more and more inflated in recent years and has violated the rules of Xianzong several times.

This time the incident was so big, but the Xianzong was indifferent, which can already explain the problem."

Hongluan smiled: "The Wang family probably didn't expect that just targeting a small golden elixir without any background would suffer such a big backlash, so that now even the Nascent Soul cultivators are dispatched.

If they lose one or two more Nascent Souls, it will be interesting."

"They should never offend Vice Pavilion Master Xia and Tianbao Pavilion." The Saint shook her head and expressed disdain for the Wang family's bad move.

If they hadn't pretended to be Qian Hai and deceived Xiao Xian, it is estimated that Vice Pavilion Master Xia would not have supported Fang Ping so blatantly.

"The Wang family is now in a difficult situation. At this point, the entire Wang family is not only in disgrace and has suffered heavy losses, but is also being ridiculed by the world, but still refuses to hand over the three hostages."

"As long as the Wang family doesn't hand them over, that kid will definitely not give up. Junior sister, please continue to keep an eye on him. If necessary, you can use your identity to protect him."

"Don't worry, senior sister, I just got the news that the Xia family has sent two Nascent Soul cultivators into Zhongzhou to secretly protect that kid." Hongluan chuckled, she also felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

I thought it was just the Wang family dealing with an unknown person, but I didn't expect that it might now trigger a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators, and it is not impossible that the Nascent Soul will eventually fall.

"Don't take it lightly. Even with the protection of the Yu family and the Xia family, we have to pay more attention.

If that kid is beaten to death by someone by accident, I will not be able to report to the authorities."

After hearing the last words of the Saint, Hongluan pursed her lips and smiled secretly: "I know. In order to prevent my senior sister from being blamed by her lover, I will definitely protect that little guy."

"You are so talkative!"

The Saint scolded, and Hongluan left with a giggle.

The lake island returned to silence again. The Saint said to herself: "Fang Ping, Fang Ping, you must not die. If you die, Ye Chang and Luo Yun will definitely blame me for not protecting you."

When the Saint was lost in thought, a gentle and pleasant male voice came: "Junior sister, look what I brought you, a purple jade lotus with two stems, the flowers bloomed in pairs, you are in me and I am in you, such a rare flower happened to be found by me, so I specially sent it to you, Junior sister."

As the voice fell, the figure of the Saint Son had appeared on the lake island.

He did not wait for the Saint to respond, and was about to place the twin jade lotus in the lake in front of the Saint.

But the Saint did not even turn her head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but you should take this flower away, I don't like it."

"How could that be? Junior sister, don't you like lotus?"

He was looking at a lotus in the lake not far away.

"Oh, I don't like it now. I'll have someone get rid of all those lotus later."

The gloomy look on the face of the Holy Son flashed across his face, and he smiled and said gently: "It doesn't matter, Junior sister, what do you like now? Senior brother will help you find it."

The Holy Girl said lightly: "I like you to stay away from me, so that I can be quiet for a while."

The smile on the Holy Son's face froze. Over the years, he has been deeply in love with the Holy Girl and has done his best to please her.

But the Holy Girl has never been polite to him.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said seriously: "Junior sister, can't you forget him?

He Ye Chang is just a foundation-building master of a small sect on the border, but I am the son of the Immortal Sect. Soon, I will be the head of a major sect in the world. Moreover, I have a special physique and superior qualifications. How am I inferior to him?"

The saint girl didn't even look at him, and she didn't even have the interest to continue talking to her. She pulled out a water curtain to wrap herself up, isolated from the outside world, and continued to stand expressionlessly.

The saint son was already very familiar with such scenes. He snorted and the jade lotus worth tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones in his hand was directly shattered.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."