Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

At this moment, at the peak of Qifeng.

"I'm telling you, Master, you're deceiving..."

"Hmm!?"

Inside the bamboo pavilion, a strange old man who couldn't be called elegant and refined, but rather mischievous, was holding a teacup and sipping tea.

In front of him, a round and chubby Taoist priest, with a pained and indignant expression, was questioning the old man for deceiving him.

However, the old man glared at him, and he immediately dared not speak.

Beside him, Chen Muli's eyes rolled and she rushed over to hug Chen Chude.

"How could you question my Master, who has an elegant and broad-minded demeanor like an immortal? Becoming Master's disciple is a joyous occasion, and you should be grateful!" Chen Muli scolded and hit him, while sneakily glancing at Wen Heng.

"I say, scum like you who betray their masters and ancestors should be thrown into a pigsty!"

"Mu Li, I'll strangle you!"

The two of them started wrestling with each other, while Wen Heng, the old Taoist, remained calm and drank his tea.

Suddenly, outside the bamboo pavilion, someone approached.

The two of them instantly stopped and sat upright.

After a moment, a hearty laughter sounded, and a muscular man over two meters tall walked in.

Seeing Chen Chude and the others sitting there, he looked pleased.

"These should be the two junior disciples, right?!" He seemed excited, looking at the two junior disciples with satisfaction.

"So you're the senior brother, Chen Chude greets senior brother. Wow, senior brother, your aura is solid, your magical powers are vast like the sea, I truly admire you!" "Me too, me too."

Chen Muli, who was on the side, glared at Chen Chude because this scoundrel stole his lines, leaving him at a loss for words.

He could only clasp his fists and put on a simple-minded appearance.

"Hmm." Ning Quan nodded, his gaze shifting from Chen Chude to Chen Muli, who appeared simple-minded.

"Not bad."

Obviously, he didn't like Chen Chude's pretentiousness.

He was even more pleased with this seemingly inarticulate and simple-minded junior disciple.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong..." Chen Chude's face slightly froze.

"Good, Chen Muli, you've played a trick on me."

He became even more displeased.

Not only was he deceived into joining the Xianfu Sect, but he also became a disciple under the worst peak master.

The entire Qifeng Peak used to have only Ning Quan.

Now, with the addition of the two of them, there were only four people.

What does this mean?

There's simply no one here.

He also heard some rumors about Wen Heng, a strange-tempered old man.

This made him even more heartbroken.

"From now on, this kid will be the second in command." Wen Heng put down his teacup and nodded at Chen Muli.

Then he looked at Chen Chude.

"As for you, you can be the third. Sometimes, it's good to have a thick skin, but if you spend all day catching hawks, you'll eventually be pecked by them."

Wen Heng casually said. When he discovered these two kids, he was still being chased by a Soul Formation family.

As for the reason, let's not talk about it. He just dragged their ancestor out to bask in the sun.

It was truly outrageous.

"Chen Muli, greet the eldest senior brother!" After his cheap Master finished speaking, Chen Muli immediately clasped her fists and greeted Ning Quan.

This made Ning Quan happy. Finally, he wasn't the biggest loser anymore.

There was someone to share the burden with him.

Chen Chude felt hopeless, becoming the youngest one.

And so, these two troublemakers took root in the Xianfu Sect.

On this night.

Tianshui City.

"Is this the holy land of water in Wenzhou?"

A young woman wearing a veil asked as she stepped into it.

Looking around.

Behind her, three women followed, each with their own characteristics.

One was slightly mischievous, petite in stature, but with great strength and a broad mind.

Another carried a crimson long spear on her back, tall and with a high ponytail, exuding the aura of a female warrior.

The last one wore a light yellow dress, like a girl next door, brimming with youthful energy.

This strange group of four women attracted the attention of many passing cultivators as they entered Tianshui City.

"Big sister, do you think there really is a treasure of water spirits here?"

"Other than the heavy moisture in the air, there doesn't seem to be anything peculiar."

After saying that, she felt someone secretly observing them, glared in that direction, and shot out a red light.

Only a cry of pain was heard, and the prying eyes disappeared.

"There are quite a few thieves around."

The girl in the light yellow dress spoke, her eyes filled with disgust.

"Maybe, the spiritual energy of water is abundant here, so there might be something."

Chen Ruoxi took out a map from her hand, which contained some information about a treasure.

It was said to enhance the strength of cultivators who primarily cultivate water.

"Let's find an inn to stay first."

Chen Ruoxi was the leader of the three.

These three were friends Chen Ruoxi made during her training. They were all female cultivators, and Chen Ruoxi's strength was strong, having helped them before.

They decided to follow Chen Ruoxi and travel around.

After forming a group of four, the danger was indeed greatly reduced.

In a dark courtyard.

A person with blood dripping from his eyes rushed in.

In the courtyard, there were constant sounds of passion, and robes were scattered everywhere.

"Young master, a group of female cultivators has arrived from outside the city. They all look beautiful, much better than the young ladies in the city."

"Their temperament is also remarkable, tsk tsk."

Speaking up to this point, the person smiled bitterly.

"But these female cultivators are powerful. One of them just glanced at me, and my eyes started bleeding."

"Outsiders?" The young master pushed away the woman under him and turned to look at the somewhat sinister-looking man.

"Yes, I also saw that the leader of the group was holding a map, seems like they're looking for something."

"Oh? They must be here to find the Water Spiritual Treasure."

"A group of ridiculous outsiders, there is no so-called Water Spiritual Treasure here."

The young master's face appeared from the darkness, a somewhat pale complexion, and dark eye sockets.

Presumably, he had practiced dual cultivation too much.

"Interesting, maybe they have a single water spiritual root, a natural cauldron. Keep an eye on them!"

The pale young master said, his waist moving again.

"As for your injury, go find Guanbo."

After speaking, he exerted a force and pushed the man out.

In the courtyard, the singing and dancing continued day and night.

On this night.

In a large courtyard, women who were resting or practicing in their respective rooms suddenly woke up.

"There's someone!"

The voice came from the room of the petite female cultivator from earlier.

There was another tremor, and a figure was thrown out in a sorry state.

Turning into a blur, it flew towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Thief!"

A water arrow shot out from Chen Ruoxi's room, aimed at the fleeing figure.

Only a muffled sound was heard.