My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Chapter 280 Blessed Land and Grotto-heaven, A Place of Immortal Abode



Chapter 280 Blessed Land and Grotto-heaven, A Place of Immortal Abode

"Breakthrough complete, but further consolidation is needed."

Chu Lengyu muttered to herself and stretched out her hand.

Above his palm, a ball of light radiating a gentle spiritual energy floated lightly, encapsulating the entire beautiful landscape, like a meticulously crafted crystal ball, dazzling and radiant.

This is the blessed land of Xiandu Mountain Cave.

While refining it, Chu Lengyu had already grasped all the information, and couldn't help but smile helplessly: "This thing really came at the perfect time."

She was worried about the lack of spiritual energy and that this world was almost unable to contain her, but now this independent little blessed land has been delivered into her hands.

Blessed lands and grotto-heavens are extremely rare in the cultivation world. They are self-contained spaces, containing hidden universes, and are cultivation treasures that all cultivators dream of.

This is a small grotto, easy to carry and capable of changing its appearance at will, making it easy to hide. Its preciousness needs no further explanation.

One side of the crystal ball depicts a magnificent natural landscape of mountains and rivers stretching for three hundred miles; while the other side is shrouded in mist, with pavilions and towers appearing and disappearing in the haze, resembling a fairyland and inspiring endless imagination.

She held it up in her hands, and she could feel the abundant spiritual energy and vibrant life force emanating from it.

The cave is filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, gushing springs, and cranes spreading their wings, creating a peaceful and serene scene.

With a thought, Chu Lengyu entered the Immortal Capital Cave.

The spiritual energy here was many times richer than that outside. She felt as if the spiritual energy had turned into a trickle of water, flowing along her meridians, making her feel more comfortable and at ease than ever before.

For cultivators, this place is undoubtedly an excellent sacred ground for cultivation. Being able to cultivate here will surely make their efforts twice as effective and their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.

She strolled through it, admiring the beautiful scenery around her.

The spring water is crystal clear, and the crops in the spiritual fields are growing well.

Standing at the highest point, Chu Lengyu couldn't help but start planning the use of this Immortal Capital Cave. Although the three hundred miles of mountains and rivers were vast, they should be used properly and rationally.

The original spirit field area naturally did not need to be changed, but she decided to designate a portion of the area as a medicinal herb field, specifically for planting spiritual herbs.

The other part consists of training grounds, including practice rooms, alchemy rooms, and weapon-refining rooms.

She also plans to build a small spirit beast garden in the cave for the Aurora Fox and other spirit beasts to use.

The place where the Yao Guang Immortal Boat stops should also be reserved as a dock.

……

A moment later, Chu Lengyu left the Immortal Capital Cave.

Upon entering the mortal realm, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly diminished, a stark contrast to that between heaven and earth, causing her some discomfort.

She frowned slightly, adjusted her breathing, and after a few breaths, the discomfort gradually dissipated.

As soon as she put away the Immortal Capital Cave, her soul stirred slightly. It turned out that the spirit stone she had given away had been consumed.

Chu Lengyu's mind stirred, and her divine sense spread out, silently probing into the hidden cave in the back mountain.

The cave was dark, with flickering candlelight illuminating the cool glow of a white jade altar.

Above the altar, demonic energy swirled, as if an invisible force was surging in the shadows.

Several black-robed demonic disciples, their faces contorted, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

Armed with sharp blades, they killed off the peripheral members, including the traitors of the Bai family, one by one beneath the altar, serving as the final sacrifices.

Those people, just a moment ago, were still immersed in the beautiful dream that the Demon Lord was about to fulfill his promise and bestow upon them supreme glory, with foolish smiles on their faces, fantasizing about the day when they would rise to prominence.

Then, a sharp blade pierced his chest, his beautiful dream shattered, and the light in his eyes went out.

The black-robed demons had become fanatical believers in the demonic path, and even with their hands covered in blood, they showed no hesitation or pause.

They even began to exhume the internal organs of the dead, regarding them as the most devout offerings to the demon lord.

Streams of blood meandered along the cracks in the ground, gradually staining the white jade altar a shocking red.

At this moment, the Demon Lord possessed the Peak Master's body and quietly arrived near the cave, his face showing slight anxiety.

He sighed inwardly. If his storage ring hadn't been damaged in the spatial storm, he wouldn't have been forced to use this cumbersome and inefficient sacrificial communication method.

The Demon Realm has long grazed on lower planes, raising humans and demons. The eleven Plague Gods are particularly keen on developing faith, with countless followers. Therefore, this ritual is known and practiced by almost everyone in the Demon Realm.

The Demon Lord once used this method to offer sacrifices to please the God of Plague and thus obtain rewards.

However, using this method for cross-dimensional communication was something he had never attempted before. Furthermore, time was of the essence, and the offerings were rather meager; his confidence was truly...

His gaze was deep as he stared at the blood-stained altar, silently praying that the sacrificial ritual would proceed as he wished.

Chu Lengyu's divine sense arrived, and the Demon Lord immediately became aware of it.

After all, although his physical body was destroyed and his magical treasures were gone, his divine consciousness remained as normal.

The Demon Lord was not surprised that she had discovered this place, but the altar had just been activated and had not yet shown any results. He needed to find a way to buy time and would not allow anyone to interrupt it.

A chill ran through him, and without hesitation, he crushed all the demon disciples, shattering them like pottery jars, releasing plumes of blackish blood mist.

Chu Lengyu, who was observing, felt a sharp pain in her divine sense. She hadn't expected that this person would have specifically prepared a method to target the divine sense. It seemed that this demon's original cultivation and vision were not low.

Although she couldn't figure out what this white jade altar was for or what its purpose was, she decided to stop whatever the enemy wanted to do.

Without further delay, she clenched her fist, and a gleaming silver sword instantly appeared in her palm, its blade gleaming with a faint, cold light that reflected in her icy eyes.

She swayed and vanished from her spot in an instant, leaving only a faint glimmer of sword light.

With a few flashes, Chu Lengyu arrived near the underground cave, her toes lightly touching the ground as if she were walking on clouds.

The silver sword swung down, its blade gleaming like a dragon, crashing down towards the mountain peak where the cave was located.

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, with boulders flying everywhere!

The rear peak of Wushan was directly sheared off, with a smooth and clean cut, as if it were created by nature.

The peak master's body was also severely injured by this peerless sword strike, and blood spurted from his mouth.

If the Demon Lord hadn't been prepared and used his remaining divine consciousness and magic power to resist, he would probably be a cold corpse by now.

However, the Demon Lord did not back down.

He muttered incantations, continuously reciting sacrificial words in the demon language, while his hands constantly formed hand seals to activate his setup.

The surrounding trees and flowers quickly became demonized, twisted and grotesque, like ferocious beasts rushing towards Chu Lengyu, each one more ferocious than the Bai family patriarch!

If it were someone with innate abilities like Lady Lan here, they would be instantly killed by these demonized plants.

But to Chu Lengyu, they were utterly insignificant.

Without her even drawing her sword, the Star Destroyer Array was activated, and lightning descended from the sky, like divine punishment, instantly crushing the demonized plants into ashes.

The Demon Lord was terrified. He was now even more certain that the formation covering his head was at least a mid-grade fifth-order formation.

Even if he exerted all his strength, he would not be able to resist him now.

He had finally cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage; how could he possibly be willing to perish in this remote and desolate little world in such a weak state?

"Fellow Daoist, you've misunderstood!" the Demon Lord hurriedly said, his face showing a hint of urgency and fear. "I am Wei Sheng. I only wandered into this place by mistake. Once I have recovered from my injuries, I will leave on my own. I would never dare to offend you in the slightest."

"Wei Sheng," Chu Lengyu read it aloud, because this was her first opponent with a name.

Although, this should be a pseudonym.


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