Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation-Chapter 125 - 109: Ling Bingyun: I Can’t Do This Without Your Help, Young Master
Several months passed in the blink of an eye. After one high-intensity, grueling battle after another, Ling Changqing’s combat skills and experience grew rapidly.
Of course, the same was true for the Ling Family disciples following him.
After all this time, the disciples in the other family teams had all suffered some casualties, more or less. Ling Changqing’s unit was the sole exception.
While not completely unscathed, at least no one had died. They usually only suffered minor injuries that could be healed by taking Elixirs, bandaging their wounds, and getting some rest.
"...Young Master, I’ve already reached the Qi Cultivation 9th Layer. If I just get a bit more experience, I should be able to attempt a breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Realm, right?"
Her face flushed, Ling Bingyun subtly shifted her full figure, moving imperceptibly closer to Ling Changqing as she spoke softly.
Ling Changqing nodded, gently took her delicate hand, and briefly inspected her condition before speaking.
"Your foundation is quite stable. As long as you’ve tempered yourself enough and have the necessary resources prepared, reaching Foundation Establishment won’t be difficult."
The blush on Ling Bingyun’s face deepened, and she said in a low voice, "My mother has already reserved a Foundation Establishment Pill for me from the Patriarch, and the other supplementary resources aren’t an issue."
The Ling Family’s resources were now far more abundant than before. As long as a family disciple’s Cultivation was high enough, they could exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Of course, the required family contribution points were still essential. Even if they couldn’t afford it at the moment, they had to slowly repay the debt after reaching Foundation Establishment.
For any power to develop in a stable and orderly fashion, such rules and regulations were indispensable. Everything had to be done by the book.
Stealing a glance at Ling Changqing’s expression, Ling Bingyun summoned her courage and spoke again.
"It’s just... my mother said my Life Chart and Fate are a bit weak, so my chances of a successful breakthrough aren’t high. I’m afraid I can’t do this without your help, Young Master. When the time comes, could you stand guard for me?"
This was not a lie. Qin Yun had indeed said such a thing to her, and her desire for Ling Changqing’s help was genuine.
As for whether the mother and daughter had other intentions, that was unknown. In any case, Ling Bingyun considered her own thoughts to be perfectly respectable.
Nearby, Ling Xueyu’s expression darkened, and her dark brows furrowed slightly. ’This girl has ill intentions,’ she cursed inwardly.
Ling Changqing pondered for a moment before agreeing. "Then it’s settled. Just let me know when you’re ready to go into seclusion."
"Senior Brother..."
Ling Xueyu gently tugged on Ling Changqing’s sleeve. With a soft, vulnerable look in her eyes, she said timidly:
"Since you’ve already agreed to help Sister Bingyun, why not include me too? I also need a boost from your Destiny!"
She was younger than Ling Bingyun, and her Cultivation was currently only at the Eighth Layer Qi Cultivation. Of course, barring any accidents, it was only a matter of time before she too would attempt to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Alright, you can come along too!"
Ling Changqing agreed. For him, it was a trivial matter, but for them, it was a major event that could change their entire destinies.
The surrounding Ling Family disciples all looked on with envy. Still, being able to convince Ling Changqing to help was a skill in and of itself.
An hour passed in a flash, and Ling Changqing led the team onward.
Under a dim, lightless sky, rain poured in torrents and furious winds howled, while the deafening roar of thunder rolled across the heavens.
Spiritual Light flickered around the group of Cultivators, effortlessly shielding them from the biting cold and rain as they sped forward, their feet never touching the ground.
An environment that would be harsh and dangerous for mortals had a limited effect on Cultivators. Even those at the Early stage Qi Cultivation had ways to protect themselves.
On a small hillock, Ling Changqing stopped to scan his surroundings, using his intuition to sense for any trace of hostile Cultivators nearby.
Torrents of rainwater cascaded onto the ground, carving out rivers of various sizes that pooled into lakes in the low-lying areas.
In certain areas designated by the Ling Family Cultivators, seeds for flowers, grasses, and trees had been sown. After more than a year of growth, large swathes of green vegetation now covered the New Continent.
’Such a vast land. In my previous life, it would have been many times larger than the surface of an entire planet. Combined with its rich resources, it’s more than enough to support tens of billions of mortals.’
"Over there... something seems to be happening. It’s quite far this time, so let’s use the Flying Ship to travel!"
After a moment, Ling Changqing pointed to the northeast, his expression grave as he spoke.
Ling Bingyun acknowledged his words and summoned the Flying Ship.
Ling Changqing’s intuition was uncannily accurate. After it had been proven right time and time again, no one questioned his judgment anymore.
Once everyone on the team was aboard the Flying Ship, the Magical Artifact rose lightly into the sky. It hugged the low-hanging clouds as it accelerated into the distance.
A short while later, at Ling Changqing’s signal, the Flying Ship began to descend, patrolling from a few hundred yards above the ground.
"It seems to be over there. Everyone, get ready!"
Ling Changqing said in a low voice, his aura surging.
The others’ expressions grew solemn as they took out their Magical Artifacts and Talismans, preparing for a fight.
A moment later, as the Flying Ship rounded a mountain peak, the scene that unfolded made everyone’s expression change.
It was a large group of Loose Cultivators, gathered together and frantically digging for Spirit Stone Raw Ore at the mountain’s base. A massive pit, dozens of yards deep, had already been carved into the mountainside.
"These guys... how on earth did they find this place?"
Ling Xueyu said with an annoyed expression.
Ling Changqing thought for a moment. ’The family’s resource distribution Terrain Map for the Changqing Continent doesn’t seem to mention this Spirit Stone Vein, does it?’
’It must be a small, new vein that appeared after an earthquake. Its location must be relatively hidden, and the family’s artisans must not have surveyed the area completely, which is why it was missed.’
’As for these foreign Loose Cultivators, they’re like hyenas. They must know they can’t defend this treasure, so they’ve resorted to predatory mining—digging up as much as they possibly can.’
"Kill them all. Leave no one alive!"
Ling Changqing commanded coldly. The family Cultivators answered in unison, disembarked from the Flying Ship, and charged forward.
"...Oh no! It’s a Ling Family patrol team! Run!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
"No, there aren’t many of them this time. Why don’t we just team up and slaughter them?"
The Loose Cultivators quickly spotted the charging Ling Family members, and chaos erupted. They frantically scrambled to pack their things and flee.
However, a portion of them—Tribulation Cultivators accustomed to a life of bloodshed—brandished their Magical Artifacts and viciously swarmed forward to attack.
RUMBLE...
Dozens of brilliant bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky, eliciting screams of agony from the crowd of Loose Cultivators.
Ling Changqing immediately spotted the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the crowd and shot forward on his Flying Sword to engage them.
"Good of you to come to me!"
The two men sneered as over a hundred gleaming rays of Sword Qi poured toward him. At the same time, a massive Wolf Fang Warhammer, glowing with a dark Spiritual Light, crashed down with vicious ferocity.
They too were using Spiritual Artifacts, but they were of a low grade. Against the Defense of the Glazed Yellow Umbrella, their attacks were completely ineffective.
The Flying Sword in Ling Changqing’s hand erupted with a dazzling purple light, unleashing dozens of ethereal sword shadows. The two defensive Magical Artifacts worn by the man taking the direct hit shattered instantly.
The Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator cried out in alarm and frantically activated a Second Grade Golden Shield Talisman, barely escaping the fate of being sliced in two at the waist.
Nearby, Ling Bingyun seized the opportunity to land a follow-up strike. Several bolts of black lightning crashed down in succession, shattering all of the man’s remaining defenses.
"Time for you to go!"
The Flying Sword in Ling Changqing’s hand spun gracefully. A rainbow arc of Sword Qi flashed, severing both of the man’s thighs and sending a torrent of crimson blood gushing out.
Ling Xueyu seized the opportunity. A several-foot-long, dark flying needle radiating immense heat shot out and easily pierced the man’s body. A great plume of orange-red flame erupted, incinerating him to ash in mere moments!
The other Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator, who had been frantically attacking the Glazed Yellow Umbrella’s light barrier, saw his companion fall. Horrified, he immediately turned to flee.
But Ling Changqing gave him no such chance. The Spiritual Flying Sword conjured thousands of ethereal sword shadows, sealing off every path of retreat.
Ling Bingyun and Ling Xueyu attacked at the perfect moment to support him. A dozen or so Talismans rained down at once in a display of flawless coordination.
Within moments, this man also met his maker. His mangled corpse fell limply to the ground.
