Cultivation: Starting with a Dual Cultivation Technique at the Immortal Rank

118: Chapter 118 Luo Shuixin, Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect”Good... very good!” The Old Man in Black Robe growled in a hoarse voice, his eyes filled with rage and lingering fear. ”I almost... almost fell for your little bitch’s trick! I will capture you and make you wish you were dead!”

Before his words faded, he once again transformed into a black rainbow and shot forward!

This strike completely shattered the last line of defense in Gu Qingcheng’s heart.

At her wit’s end!

She truly... had no other means left.

In endless despair and unwillingness, Gu Qingcheng, relying on her survival instinct, took one last look at the incomplete Formation Plate in her storage ring.

It was an incomplete Rank three Early Stage Formation she had obtained years ago in an ancient Cultivator’s Immortal Cave. Its defensive power was barely better than nothing and extremely unstable.

But now, it was her only hope.

A hint of madness flashed in her eyes. She threw out the Formation Plate and Formation Flags, pouring her magic power into them without restraint.

”Buzz!”

A faint, almost transparent hexagonal light barrier, flickering unsteadily, barely formed in the valley, enveloping her.

After doing all this, Gu Qingcheng could no longer hold on. Her vision went dark, her delicate body went limp, and she completely fainted within this Formation cage, which she had personally set up and which was now like a candle in the wind.

Outside the Formation, the Old Man in Black Robe stopped, looking at the tottering light barrier, and let out a triumphant sneer.

He was not in a hurry to break through.

Because this beautiful prey was already a turtle in a jar, with nowhere left to escape.

In the desolate valley, there was a deathly silence.

The Old Man in Black Robe, or rather, Li Yifei’s second Incarnation, was enjoying the beautiful, unconscious figure within the Formation, like a cat toying with a mouse.

He was not in a hurry to act.

Everything was within Li Yifei’s plan.

He was like a patient hunter, quietly waiting for another, more important prey to step into this hunting ground meticulously prepared for her.

...

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away from the valley, high in the sky.

The pink Hehuan Sect flying boat was speeding towards the Sect at a frantic pace, almost burning Spirit Stones.

The female Disciples on board had long lost their usual charm and composure.

Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with tears, as they constantly looked back at the airspace that had long disappeared into the horizon, their hearts filled with worry and fear for their Saintess Senior Sister.

”Faster! A little faster!”

”Have we left that strange area? Can the communication talismans be used now?”

Finally, a Disciple in charge of operating the flying boat exclaimed in surprise: ”Yes! Yes! The Sect’s communication Formation Plate is responding!”

This news was like a shot in the arm, invigorating everyone’s spirits.

They dared not delay for a moment and immediately sent everything that had happened here—the attack by a mysterious Golden Core Devil Cultivator, and Saintess Gu Qingcheng sacrificing herself to lure away the enemy, her life unknown—back to the Sect as a top-Rank blood-red emergency message.

...

The Hehuan Sect.

It was nestled among immortal mountains perpetually shrouded in pink clouds, with pavilions and towers, and celestial music drifting through the air, showcasing the luxury and heritage of a top-tier Sect.

Inside the Sect Master’s main hall, Shuixīn Hall.

A stunningly beautiful woman in palace attire, radiating elegance, was lazily reclining on a throne carved from ten-thousand-year warm jade.

She appeared to be only about thirty, with skin like snow, and her eyes held three parts charm and seven parts majesty.

Her long, raven-black hair cascaded loosely behind her, and her Phoenix eyes, which seemed to see into people’s Souls, were calmly watching the Elder reporting on Sect affairs below.

She was the current Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, a Late Golden Core Stage Grand Cultivator, Sect Master Luo Shuixin!

Just then, a shrill alarm suddenly echoed throughout the entire hall!

A bloody streak of light, ignoring all the Restrictions in the hall, flew directly in front of Sect Master Luo Shuixin.

Sect Master Luo Shuixin’s lazy expression instantly vanished, replaced by endless solemnity.

She lightly tapped with her jade finger, and the bloody light transformed into lines of anxious text, floating before her eyes.

The moment she saw the content of the message, a bone-chilling killing intent erupted from her!

”Boom—!”

The entire Shuixīn Hall trembled violently!

That terrifying pressure belonging to a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, like an awakening ancient Vicious Beast, made all the Elders in the hall feel a tremor in their hearts. They all knelt on the ground, silent as cicadas in winter.

”Qingcheng!”

Sect Master Luo Shuixin’s voice was so cold it seemed to freeze the Soul. Her beautiful face was now covered with frost and fury.

Gu Qingcheng was her most beloved Disciple, the one she had placed the most hope in, her heir whom she regarded as her own daughter!

Now, someone dared to provoke her and lay such a vicious hand on her Disciple!

”Sect Master, please calm your anger!” a white-haired Elder said with a trembling voice.

”Yue Liuli!” Sect Master Luo Shuixin ignored the others, her gaze like lightning, looking directly at a female Elder of Golden Core cultivation below.

”Sect Master!” The Early Golden Core Stage Elder named Yue Liuli quickly responded.

”I will go personally! Before I return, you will temporarily manage all Sect affairs! Activate the Mountain-protecting Formation, and no Disciple is allowed to leave! If there are any invaders, regardless of their identity, kill them without mercy!”

Sect Master Luo Shuixin finished her concise instructions, not even waiting for Yue Liuli to reply.

Her figure transformed into a pink rainbow, soaring into the sky, tearing through the sea of clouds, and speeding towards the direction marked in the message at an astonishing speed!

Towering rage burned in her heart.

No matter who it was, if they dared to harm a single hair on her Disciple, she would grind them to dust and utterly destroy their Divine Soul!

...

Inside the valley, time slowly passed.

The Old Man in Black Robe stood with his hands behind his back, a calculating cold light glinting in his murky, triangular eyes.

He was calculating the time.

From the flying boat escaping the range of the isolation Formation Plate, to them sending out a distress signal, and then to the Late Golden Core Stage Sect Master Luo Shuixin rushing at full speed... all this time was precisely within Li Yifei’s control.

Not too much, not too little, just right.

Several hours later, he estimated that the time was about right. Only then did he slowly turn around and look at the tottering Formation light barrier.

”Time to reel in the net.”

He muttered in a hoarse voice. On his withered palm, dense Devilish Qi gathered once more.

This time, he held nothing back. With a palm strike, the Devilish Qi transformed into a hideous ghostly claw, fiercely grabbing onto the thin light barrier!

”Crack... Bang!”

How could an already incomplete Rank three Formation withstand the full-power blow of a Golden Core Cultivator?

The light barrier shattered in response, dissipating into countless specks of light.

The energy fluctuation from the broken Formation also made the unconscious Gu Qingcheng’s delicate body tremble, and she slowly woke up.

She opened her hazy, beautiful eyes, and the first thing she saw was that ugly old face, grinning ferociously, slowly approaching her.