I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

Cloud-Burning Island is one of the trade routes.

Past Cloud-Burning Island lies a Tier Three Shell Field, the Moon Cloud Shell Field.

This Shell Field is abundant in Moon Cloud Shells, which can purify mana, proving immensely useful to Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and even benefiting Golden Core Cultivators. That’s why merchants come here periodically.

At this moment, a massive Treasure Boat is docked by the Great Marsh of Cloud-Burning Island.

On the Treasure Boat, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a Flowing Cloud Robe, commanding awe without anger, looked at the endless crimson fire clouds above the Great Marsh with anger in his eyes.

”This Golden Frog is too hateful, suddenly raising the price, demanding double the share, utterly arrogant!”

The middle-aged cultivator said hatefully.

Beside him, a Daoist in a blue Dharma Robe with a rugged face showed a look of helplessness upon hearing this: ”This frog is deceitful and greedy, yet its strength is not to be underestimated. The Heaven-Burning Fire Array was once traded from our sect, and now it has become our obstacle.”

”We must not let this frog’s arrogance grow, or we will eventually fall under its control, assuming we are easy prey!”

”Return to the sect immediately, invite the Sect Leader, and attack this island. Teach this Golden Frog a lesson!”

The middle-aged cultivator said angrily.

”Senior brother, small impatience ruins big plans.”

”This frog must be punished, but returning to the sect and inviting the Sect Leader will take time. This collection of Moon Cloud Shells may not succeed.”

”This is the bicentennial period with the birth of the Shell King. A single Shell King, if swallowed, can amplify thirty strands of Gold-Attribute Magical Power. If refined into a Moon Rhinoceros Pill, it can amplify sixty strands of Gold-Attribute Magical Power!”

”We cannot miss this opportunity!”

The rugged-faced Daoist advised.

”The Golden Frog counts on our reluctance to lose the Shell King, hence taking the chance to raise the price, extorting us!”

The middle-aged cultivator said angrily.

”Senior brother, sheltered under the eaves, one cannot not bow.”

”For the Shell King, we must endure temporarily. Once we have the Shell King, we’ll deal with it then!”

The rugged-faced Daoist advised again.

Though both were Golden Core Cultivators, when facing the Cloud-Burning Golden Frog with its Tier Three High-grade Grand Array and unparalleled Fire Technique, they could only compromise.

Teaching it a lesson would require at least three or more Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators.

The two of them, however, were not enough by themselves.

After a long contemplation, the middle-aged cultivator finally said furiously: ”Well then, let the Golden Frog enjoy its moment. Once we have the Shell King, we’ll summon the Sect Leader to settle the score!”

”It should be so!”

Seeing that he had persuaded his senior brother, the rugged-faced Daoist breathed a sigh of relief.

”Then call for that Demon General, offer it the Spiritual Object, and let it inform the Golden Frog to let us pass...”

Having made a decision, the middle-aged cultivator did not delay and instructed his junior brother.

”I’ll arrange it right away!”

The rugged-faced Daoist responded, forming a technique in his hand, but just as he was about to act, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums in the distance.

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

War drums echoed through the heavens and earth, accompanied by loud roars as if tens of thousands of troops were roaring, shaking the entire Great Marsh.

Moreover, the sky suddenly darkened as a massive Demon Cloud blocked out the sun, rapidly approaching from afar.

”This is...”

The middle-aged cultivator stood up abruptly, his Divine Thought extending to gaze into the distance.

In the distance over the Great Marsh, the azure waves were surging. Countless shrimp soldiers, crab generals, turtle soldiers, and serpentine soldiers were riding on massive waves, raising azure banners, roaring as they approached Cloud-Burning Island.

In the sky above, demon qi rolled, insect shadows swirled around, and two figures with profound aura stood facing the wind, looking down coldly below.

”Someone is attacking Cloud-Burning Island, who could be so audacious?”

”A mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and a mid-stage Great Demon?”

The middle-aged cultivator looked uncertainly at the person and demon above.

At that moment, millions of flames erupted from Cloud-Burning Island, as if the entire island was on fire, with flames rising and dyeing the sky red.

The intense heat caused the waters of the Great Marsh to boil relentlessly, with countless rivers evaporating, forming massive water vapor that ascended, saturating the air with mist, enveloping the fire-lit sky, imbuing the entire Cloud-Burning Island with a sense of sanctity, seemingly inviolable.

Within the island, a booming voice suddenly resounded:

”Old Turtle, stinking Daoist, I wasn’t seeking trouble with you, yet here you come to find me trouble. Do you think I dare not kill you?!”

With this voice, a gigantic Golden Frog, a hundred zhang tall like a small mountain, appeared. Its entire body seemed to be cast from gold, covered in countless holes, each spewing gigantic fire pillars skyward, raising an expanse of fire.

At a glance, it seemed as if hundreds of volcanoes were burning brightly, casting it in a fiery red glow.

Fire clouds filled the sky, steam rose, and the massive Golden Frog roared like thunder, dominating all directions.

Upon the island, the Grand Array shook, countless spiritual qi surged, gathering beneath the Golden Frog’s feet like a sea of clouds, making it appear truly majestic.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged cultivator on the Treasure Boat’s face changed abruptly, and the anger he had felt before quickly diminished.

This Golden Frog, unseen for many years, had advanced in its cultivation, truly terrifying!

”Old Frog, your wicked deeds are plentiful, and divine retribution awaits. Dismantle the Grand Array now and beg for mercy, and you might have a sliver of hope!”

Old Turtle stood beneath the clouds, scolding the Golden Frog below, fearless.

”Hahaha!”