In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

Half a day later, Chen Dengming, who had been on guard, realized that he might have been overly suspicious.

The old monk with sparse hair seemed to be just messing around with him, not having the intention to use him as bait to lure out any so-called demonic beasts.

Because not long after, many cultivators had left. Even the bodies on the ground were taken away, and the old cultivator guarding them disappeared. It seemed that no cultivator would approach here for a short time after the demonic beast appeared.

As he wished, Chen Dengming used the traps he had set up a few days earlier, and with his exquisite Finger Flicking Skill, he forced two spiritual fish into the trap, and caught the two spiritual fish onshore.

On the fluffy green grass by the lake, the two spiritual fish are surrounded by faint spiritual light, flickering with spiritual energy fluctuations.

This kind of spiritual creature is most suitable for cultivators to eat, a meal of delicious fish soup and fish meat can even be equivalent to several days of hard cultivation.

However, even for ordinary people or the innate, this kind of spiritual fish is extremely difficult to catch. They usually swim in deep water and are extremely agile.

And within the deep water, there are some ferocious aquatic demonic beasts hiding, which cultivators dare not enter recklessly.

Over these days, Chen Dengming has used traps set up by the stone gus he cultivated to successfully catch this kind of spiritual fish.

Stone Gu is originally cultivated by burying poisonous substances and stones together in damp soil.

Once this Stone Gu jumps onto a person's body or stomach, it initially stays solid, but three or four months later, it can move around, make noises, and the person begins to suffer constipation and weight loss. It can fly into both hands and feet, and within three to five years, that person is certain to die.

At this time, there is a Stone Gu in the stomachs of the two spiritual fish, their belly bulged up, slightly poisoned.

Chen Dengming is quite pleased.

The hard work of many days has finally not been in vain. But just as he was relaxing and feeling delighted, Blood Centipede Gu in his ear canal suddenly vibrated to alert him.

"Not good!"

Chen Dengming's heart was filled with trepidation, and he immediately moved his body and left the original place quickly.

"Swoosh——"

Almost instantly, a sharp glow with fierce air flow swept over. Among them, there was a bit of harsh coldness. It shot forward and instantly pierced through the tree in front of his original position.

Chen Dengming's decades of combat experience in the Cultivation World have paid off at this moment. From the trajectory and attack angle of the incoming cold light, he has already judged the enemy's position and the possibility of the next attack.

He quickly gathered energy and mobilized the strength of his whole body, swiftly moved his body half a distance to the left, and at the same time, the muscles on his back bulged and the long sword jumped out, he blocked the attack with one sword purely based on feeling.

"Clang!—"

The incoming cold light that curved at last moment was intercepted by Chen Dengming's long sword.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Broadsword Qi collapsed, and there was a gap in the Shocking Sword in his hand.

Chen Dengming let out a big shout, then withdrew. The Blood Centipede Gu in his ear shot out and disappeared among the leaves.

Almost at the same time, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and the combined strength that had gathered in his body was instantly broken through.

A Spiritual Energy that was far more powerful than True Qi had invaded his body.

"Huh?"

A sudden surprised sound came from the woods on the side, and then a figure walked out from behind the trees. It was surprisingly the old man from the Gold Word Workshop with sparse hair.

"I didn't expect that you, as an ordinary innate person, could actually block my attack, not bad."

Chen Dengming stared at the old man who appeared in front of him with a dark face, noticing the undisguised killing intent in his eyes, his heart sank.

A cultivator, actually hiding in the dark and sneak attacking him, an innate martial artist. Could this be because the other party is too cautious, or is it an honor for him?

"You have some tricks up your sleeve, you can actually catch spiritual fish, but you have been lingering outside my cultivation place, what is your intention?"

The old man stared at Chen Dengming indifferently, the inspection in his eyes clearly carrying a superior and contemptuous attitude.

On his side, the magic artifact that had just attacked Chen Dengming was slowly floating and rotating, flickering with spiritual light, shaped like a shuttle, as fast as lightning, quicker than thunder.

"Cultivation Place...?"

Chen Dengming's gaze sharpened, and he noticed the mist swirling in the forest behind the old man. Between the steam and mist, he could vaguely make out a hut nestled amongst the trees, with vegetable gardens scattered beneath it.

This was something he hadn't noticed all these days, as if a treehouse had sprung up out of nowhere. It was evident that this cultivator had employed some Blindfolding Technique or set up an Illusion Array.

Yet, the cultivator had intended to murder him just for loitering outside?

It was clear that the cultivator's objective must have been the spiritual fish he had caught.

To kill over two mere spiritual fish was perhaps indicative of a cultivator's inherent disdain for ordinary people. Killing someone like him was as insignificant as slaughtering a swine. The cruelty of the Cultivation World was beyond his imagination.

"Immortal Master, I wandered here unintentionally and was unaware that this place is your abode. Please forgive my indiscretion! May I offer these two spiritual fish as an apology?"

Chen Dengming quickly composed himself and spoke respectfully to the old man. Simultaneously, he maintained a close connection with the inconspicuous Blood Centipede Gu hidden among the tree leaves, ready for a surprise attack at any moment.

There was no room for retreat now. The cultivator's complete disregard for ordinary humans, their disdain for human lives ignited a raging anger in his heart, compelling him into a desperate fight for survival.

At this moment, the meridians in his shoulders throbbed with searing pain as if on the verge of rupture. Even his abundant reserves of True Qi, accumulated over years of training, could not withstand the spiritual energy that had infiltrated his body, and were being gradually defeated.

If he continued to delay, he would lose the ability to fight without the opponent even having to make a move.

The cultivator's strength was beyond his initial expectations.

Or perhaps, the powerful and sharp intensity of the spiritual energy far surpassed that of True Qi.

"Ignorance and a measly pair of fish as an apology? Ridiculous!"

The old man let out an indifferent chuckle and displayed a hint of mockery in his eyes, his gaunt face bearing an expression of apathy.

He was well aware of the youngster's restrained displeasure, which was why he had set his mind on killing him, and would not let go off him so easily.

A sense of heavy dread filled Chen Dengming's heart. Suddenly, he saw the shuttle ahead flash. His ears were filled with the resonating sound of displacement, his vision dominated by glimmers of silver light. Sharp torrents of wind swirled towards him, shattering countless branches in its path.

"Bastard!"

Chen Dengming roared, his warrior's spirit burning fervently within him like never before.

He brandished his longsword with full force, creating wave upon wave of cutting air, reminiscent of countless silver snakes writhing in the sky. In the blink of an eye, his attack collided with the intense energy unleashed by the magic artifact.

A sharp explosion resonated through the air.

Chen Dengming's clothes were blown back by a forceful gust, fluttering loudly. His body quivered like it had been hit by a lightning bolt, blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, and numerous cracks appeared on his sword.

"A mere mortal..."

The look of mockery on the old man's face deepened.

He only needed to make a half-hearted effort, and this ordinary Innate individual would be left struggling for his life.

This was the disparity between immortals and mortals. This was also the reason he was unwilling to waste any more words. There was no point in conversing with someone who was as good as dead, or with a mere mortal.

As for the mortal's tricks to capture spiritual fish, he was mildly interested. If the mortal didn't die after this, he would ask about it later. If he happened to kill him, well, so be it.

His actual objective wasn't exactly the two spiritual fish, but there was no point in saying so aloud.

"Begone!"

With a simple gesture, countless silver glimmers from the shuttle coalesced into a single ray.

Just as this fleeting moment passed, Chen Dengming roared and jumped high into the air with his sword, displaying an extreme fierceness. He suddenly executed a violent slash.

Roaring dragon of Qingqiu!

Boom!!

A startling silvery-blue broadsword Qi, extending over ten yards, recklessly stormed towards the old man like a rainbow bridge, exuding an awe-inspiring might.

"Hm? A Martial Arts Divine Skill?"

The old man was shocked at first, but then displayed a disdainful smile. Changing the formula of his spell, he promptly burned a talisman. Immediately, a glistening, golden spiritual light surged around him, forming an ancient and revolving gold cover!