Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation-Chapter 108 - 102: Undersea Volcano Eruption

The waters of Desolate Spirit Island.

The Mu Family’s surveillance team was secretly stationed on an uninhabited island, led by an Elder at the Early stage Foundation Establishment and comprised of several family disciples in the Late stage Qi Cultivation.

They had been stationed here for several years without any results. Even the number of Loose Cultivators who unintentionally passed through this sea region could be counted on one hand.

The leading Elder, Mu Kuan, had started to think, ’The Ling Family’s leadership must have never sent anyone to sneak into the Deep Sea. Otherwise, why would there be absolutely no activity?’

But Patriarch Mu Yesheng stubbornly refused to give up, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Mu Kuan’s Cultivation was limited. For him, accurately tracking other Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core Level Cultivators in the vast, boundless ocean was an impossible mission.

The chances of success would only be higher if Mu Yesheng came to oversee things personally, but that was obviously impossible.

As time went on, Mu Kuan couldn’t help but feel a growing frustration, resenting the Patriarch for thinking he was so clever, setting a trap that for all he knew might never work.

’If the Ling Family never takes the bait, does that mean I’ll have to wait here for decades for nothing?’

’Perhaps... I should speak with the other Elders in the family and find a way to get transferred back early? I can’t just be stuck here for the rest of my life, can I?’

As Mu Kuan’s mind wandered, he failed to notice that dozens of miles away, just a few hundred feet beneath the surface, a "great fish" over a hundred feet long and the color of the sea itself was swimming past in utter silence.

"...We’re almost there!"

Inside the cabin, Tang Qiu Yao’s soft and melodious voice rang out.

"Are the Mu Family’s lookouts... still waiting here?"

Ling Changqing asked. On the surface, the uninhabited islands all looked desolate, showing no signs that a Cultivator had ever set foot on them.

Of course, whether there were any hidden bases was another matter entirely.

Ling Qiyue’s expression was solemn. "There have to be. My intuition shouldn’t be wrong."

Ling Changqing nodded. "It seems our caution was the right call. We should continue to be this careful in the future."

The last batch of Spirit Stone Raw Ore they brought back had been cut and processed by a group of slave-Cultivator artisans arranged by Tang Qiu Yao, who supervised the work in person.

Afterward, that batch of Spirit Stones was left to Ling Qiyue’s discretion. Ling Changqing also kept a portion for himself, and the Ling Family’s leadership never heard a whisper about it.

This would ensure maximum secrecy. Even if the matter was inevitably exposed in the future, it would delay the exposure significantly, allowing the Ling Family to reap as many benefits as possible.

For now, time was on the Ling Family’s side. With every year that passed, the Ling Family’s overall strength would grow, and the Mu Family’s fate was already sealed.

"We’re here. Let’s go down!"

Ling Qiyue said, her Divine Sense already faintly perceiving the area of the deposit in the Deep Sea.

Once Tang Qiu Yao put away the Flying Ship, Ling Qiyue immediately brought out the Spiritual Artifact, the Glazed Yellow Umbrella, protecting the three of them as they descended into the Deep Sea.

Once they were more than a thousand feet deep, Ling Qiyue brought out the Magical Treasure Fenghuo Panyun Bell, putting away the Top Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Glazed Yellow Umbrella, in the process.

A heavy cloud of crimson light appeared in the water, and the faint sound of a bell echoed on the level of their Divine Souls. The Fenghuo Panyun Bell grew to about ten feet in size, enveloping the three of them from above.

Brilliant, dazzling streams of crimson light cascaded down, forming a thick, durable curtain of light that withstood the pressure of the freezing seawater from all directions.

"This is so much easier than last time!"

Ling Qiyue smiled faintly. Even an Early Stage Magical Treasure had a Defense that a Top Grade Spiritual Artifact couldn’t hope to match.

Ling Changqing silently communicated with the Era Star Palace and found that the rate at which his Luck and Fortune was being consumed had also slowed considerably. The feeling of treading on thin ice, of having to be so painstakingly careful, was gone.

"Junior Brother, how long can we stay this time?"

Tang Qiu Yao asked in a soft voice.

"At least seven or eight hours shouldn’t be a problem!"

Ling Changqing said with certainty. Last time he came down here, he was only at the Eighth Layer Qi Cultivation, but now he had reached Foundation Establishment. The margin for safety was naturally much greater.

"Yes, that’s more than enough!"

Ling Qiyue said with satisfaction. This time, each of them was carrying over twenty large-capacity Spatial Magical Artifacts, so they could fill them all up before heading back.

Guiding the Fenghuo Panyun Bell ever downward, a few moments later a winding, twisting undersea mountain range shaped like a primeval dragon appeared in their vision.

At the foot of the mountains, amidst the thick, white sea sand, they could see the unique, lustrous glimmer of Spirit Stones shining in the distance.

Of course, there were also quite a number of Deep Sea Fierce Beasts scattered about, each one looking more bizarre, ugly, and savage than the last.

Ling Qiyue cautiously led the other two, avoiding these deadly creatures as they gradually approached the Spirit Stone Deposit.

The number of Fierce Beasts at the foot of the mountain was greater than elsewhere; second rank and even Third Grade Fierce Beasts were a common sight.

However, they merely watched the sudden intruders from a distance, showing no signs of initiating a confrontation.

Drawing on her experience from last time, Ling Qiyue scouted along the base of the mountain for a while and soon found a relatively safe area.

A sea turtle the size of a small hill was resting there. Its pitch-black Turtle Shell was smooth and glossy, and its head and four limbs were fully retracted inside, as if in hibernation.

In the area several hundred feet around this giant turtle, there were no other Fierce Beasts.

"Don’t mind it. Let’s get to work!"

Ling Changqing glanced at it and, sensing no malice, spoke to the two women.

Ling Qiyue agreed, then immediately unleashed her Divine Techniques, beginning to excavate the white sea sand beneath their feet.

Tang Qiu Yao once again released four Daoist Soldier Puppets. Under the protection of the Fenghuo Panyun Bell, these high-grade, second rank puppets worked tirelessly. In no time at all, they had dug through several feet of sea sand, revealing the lustrously glowing Spirit Stone Raw Ore.