Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

I only heard a few words left behind, and the silver dragon turned into a small black dot, disappearing into the horizon.

"Yeah, how can we, as younger brothers and sisters, surpass Lingge's pride?"

For a moment, Chen Chuyuan's aura surged and he smiled.

He turned and left the scene, and at this moment, his state of mind reached a new level.

An inexplicable aura surrounded him.

Chen Chuling had his pride, and he had his own.

As the person he was chasing after, Chen Chuling was also rapidly improving himself.

How could he be willing to fall behind others?

Chen Chufan, who witnessed all of this, gazed at Chen Chuyuan as he turned around.

He understood in his heart that his brother would soon break through.

Reaching the Gold Core stage.

He also stayed in the imperial city.

Tianfu Immortal Sect.

Under the support of the sect's rules, all disciples needed to join a force established by disciples within the sect.

Or establish their own force.

This was also a rule established by the sect to stimulate the development of disciples.

To ignite their fighting spirit and allocate resources more effectively.

And so, a small force of three people was established by the Qifeng Trio.

With the senior disciple of the Qifeng Trio as the leader of the force.

This day also became a significant event in the history of the sect.

The sect was stirred up, and a restless organization emerged.

Causing headaches throughout the entire Wenzhou region.

At the same time, in the depths of the sea.

In an underwater palace.

A remnant soul with a relieved expression.

"The path I have taken does have a future."

"Hahaha, the id, the id, it's truly wonderful!"

"Unfortunately, I won't be able to see the person who pointed out this path."

The figure of the remnant soul was somewhat tattered, and the radiance on its body was rapidly dissipating.

"Chuwu, the development of the human body's hidden potential is a bright path, with countless paths originating from the same source."

In the Dao, there is no distinction between nobility and strength. What matters is the person who carries the "Dao" in their heart!

The remnant soul smiled, a hint of reminiscence flashing in its eyes.

"I'm leaving. Remember to give your father, that senior, my regards."

"I will." Chen Chuwu's voice was somewhat muffled as he watched the remnant soul rapidly disappear.

In his eyes, there was a hint of melancholy.

"This path is still long and new. The accomplished become teachers, and my old path is not suitable for the new road."

"However, these extraordinary techniques make up for the lack of 'divinity' on this path."

After saying these words, the remnant soul completely dissipated from this world.

A ray of light entered Chen Chuwu's mind.

In front of him, a storage ring and a token engraved with the word "Qi" were left behind.

In his mind, there was a secret technique book.

"Human and God."

"To become a god through oneself, the senior is truly talented."

He sighed. This old man had taught him for four years, but because of the "Id" chapter, he didn't let him become his disciple. He only left behind a sentence: "My path is wrong, it's not suitable for you to be my disciple."

But even though he hadn't become his disciple, this old man had taught him diligently for four years.

In the end, he even expended his last bit of soul power to help him completely overcome the "Id".

Inside his body, the first hidden potential of the human body bloomed, enhancing his combat power.

However, this path was only suitable for him to walk alone.

This made him feel a bit regretful. As the remnant soul dissipated, he also let this wrong path disappear.

"Wu, I wish the senior a successful Immortal Transformation!"

Chen Chuwu said in a deep voice, and the token in his hand flickered.

The grand underwater palace he was in began to shake violently.

Gradually sinking into the depths of the sea.

Another piece of Qingwen stone caught Chen Chuwu's eye. He used his finger as a pen to carve on top of it.

"Tianya Dao Ren" (The Hermit at the End of the World)

With these four characters, the stone was polished again and sank into the sea.

"Young master, has the old master left?..."

Such a massive underwater palace sinking did not attract attention from the deep sea.

Many powerful sea creatures came.

It was because, here, there was an old turtle, even a large race guarding.

Chen Chuwu turned his head and nodded heavily.

"He has left."

"That's good. The old master has been waiting for fifty thousand years, and he finally waited for you, young master."

"These fifty thousand years, he was so lonely..."

The old ghost's expression was somewhat nostalgic, followed by a sense of relief.

In his eyes, a few teardrops fell, turning into sparkling pearls before they even reached the seabed.

"My ancestor, we have arrived."

Chen Chuwu silently accompanied the old turtle in place.

In the distance, a group of turtles with peculiar appearances swam over.

They surrounded the old turtle and respectfully saluted.

"Mm."

The old turtle's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, scanning these turtles with black bodies and mysterious patterns on their shells.

Some of the turtles were quite extraordinary.

The old turtle waved its paw and pointed at Chen Chuwu.

"This person is our new master of the Xuan Turtle lineage. Treat him with the same respect as you would treat me and the old master!"

"Yes!"

The turtles were curious, their gazes scrutinizing Chen Chuwu.

"Young master, please give some of your blood to me, the old turtle."

Chen Chuwu suddenly understood something in his heart.

Looking at the old turtle with dimmed radiance in its eyes and its massive body.

It no longer possessed the imposing aura it had when they first met, now resembling an old man in his twilight years.

Full of desolation.

Even when they saw the old turtle a few days ago, it wasn't like this.

Chen Chuwu sighed and glanced at the sunken palace.

"Senior Wuran, you still have a long lifespan. What Tianya meant is..."

"Young master, there's no need to say more. I understand."

"But, if the master walks alone, it will be tiring for him without anyone to carry him."

A smile appeared on the old turtle's aged face, and his voice was soft.

He even used his magical power to shield their conversation.

For a moment, Chen Chuwu fell silent.

He knew that the other party had made up his mind.

So he no longer hesitated, took out a heavenly sword, and stabbed it directly into his heart.

This action frightened the old turtle and the Xuan Turtles.

Even from a distance, they could sense the power emanating from the sword.

Enough to be called a divine weapon.

"No need to worry."

Chen Chuwu smiled. Under his guidance, a small cluster of translucent golden blood floated in front of the old turtle.

This was Chen Chuwu's greatest respect and attention to the old turtle.

It was also fulfilling Tianya Dao Ren's final wish.

And it was the old turtle's wish as well.

The old turtle accepted the blood, and its claws moved slightly.

Chen Chuwu felt enveloped by a gentle force.

Originally, his face had turned somewhat pale after losing a cluster of his lifeblood.

But in this instant, the deficit was replenished, and even his vitality became more abundant.

The second great secret hidden within his body was also stimulated.

On his back, a majestic and powerful Xuan Turtle totem was engraved on his skin.

"Senior Wuran!"

Chen Chuwu's expression turned serious.