Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 500: Wan Meng Demon Lord

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The Flood Dragon on this body possesses the rich true dragon bloodline, having cultivated for at least five hundred years, its demon power substantial, especially adept at controlling the profound yin chill.

An ordinary True Pill True Master is no match for it at all.

Even the Crimson Flame Tiger is unwilling to provoke it.

Profound Yin Demon Flood Dragon?

And it’s the kind that excels in profound yin chill.

Upon seeing the intelligence, Shen Xuan was not surprised but delighted.

This is precisely the Tier Three True Spirit descendant he needs.

Unfortunately, even True Pill True Masters find it difficult to subdue the Profound Yin Demon Flood Dragon.

Shen Xuan’s strength is akin to that of a regular True Pill True Master.

He naturally would not take such a risk.

Even if there’s only a one or two percent life-risk, it is not worth it.

"Once I achieve the Golden Core, you will be the first to be sacrificed!"

Shen Xuan contemplated in his heart.

His motivation for cultivation grew stronger.

He responded to the Three-tailed Tabby Cat.

Instructing her to find a way to trade Moon Spirit Pearls from the Howling Moon Fox.

Shen Xuan will purchase at a high price, no matter how many.

While finding out what urgent needs the Howling Moon Fox has.

In the Cyan Cloud Sect, he could find a way to collaborate for her.

It is rare for the Demon Race and the Human Race to trade.

Many cultivation resources have vastly different prices between the two races.

Shen Xuan knows the Howling Moon Fox excels at Illusion Arrays and is a renowned Array Master.

If the Howling Moon Fox ever requires array materials or array inheritances.

As long as she is willing to provide enough Moon Spirit Pearls.

Shen Xuan will find ways to obtain them.

In Shen Xuan’s view, a Demon King is easier to deal with than Human Race cultivators.

As long as there is strength to suppress them.

Trading with them is a surefire profitable deal with considerable profit.

Regarding collusions with the Demon Race, defying morality, Shen Xuan acted as if he hadn’t heard, entirely indifferent.

Not to mention the Demon Race and the Human Race hadn’t commenced a war.

Even if they declared war, he wouldn’t cease trading with the Demon King.

Right and wrong are hard to differentiate.

Regardless of Spirit Cultivators, Demon Cultivators, or the Demon Race, they can’t be simply divided into good and evil.

In Shen Xuan’s view.

It’s no more than striving for survival and development space.

Human nature is selfish.

Among Spirit Cultivators, countless are evil.

Everyone strives for their own benefit and doesn’t need to self-praise how noble they are.

Shen Xuan sat at the mountain peak, quietly watching the sunrise.

Feeling the slight warmth brought by the sunrise, Shen Xuan’s Divine Sense scanned an Information Jade Scroll, a slight smile emerged on his lips.

"During ocean tides, ferocious Water Demons will gather in groups to attack various islands."

"It is said that Tier Three Demon Kings will appear."

"This is the main reason why nearby islands remain undeveloped and allowed to be deserted!"

Sea tide refers to ocean tides.

This is a normal natural phenomenon.

Generally running one cycle every half-month, two tides occur per day.

However, the great ocean tide referred to in the Cultivation Realm is another matter.

Ordinary sea tides are common natural phenomena, nothing special.

Many people even go to the sea after tides to collect remnants left behind.

The great ocean tide referred to in Cultivation Realm specifically denotes the tsunami causing island disasters.

This wave with immense destructive power advances thousands of kilometers each hour, crossing ten thousand kilometers within hours, its wavelength reaching kilometers.

In the vast ocean, the wave height might only be a few feet.

However, upon reaching the island shore, due to wavelength shortening, wave height increases sharply, up to a hundred feet, forming a large destructive "water wall".

This tsunami water wall is immensely powerful, repeating every hundred breaths, destroying embankments and flooding islands, causing drastic damage.

If it were just this, it would be tolerable.

Natural disasters are common to island residents.

Cultivators coordinate effectively to resist, minimizing losses.

The real threat remains the Deep Sea Water Demons.

They leverage tsunamis to swarm islands, hunting and devouring cultivators and mortals.

Turning islands into their hunting grounds.

Sea Demon Beasts are different from Land Demon Beasts.

Larger in size, more violent in temperament.

Even when they’ve developed intelligence, they don’t dialog with Human Race Cultivators equally.

In their eyes, Human Race Cultivators are merely delicious meals.

Every time the great ocean tide is imminent, a few signs become apparent.

Such as the abnormal increase in Water Demon quantities surrounding the island.

"Judging by time, the great ocean tide is indeed approaching."

Shen Xuan’s heart rose with a hint of hope.

Deep in the sea, battling Tier Three Water Demons, it is challenging to strike a victory.

However, if Water Demons come ignorantly to Flying Dragon Island, falling into a trap.

He would naturally extend a warm welcome.

In Shen Xuan’s view.

Away from deep sea’s environment, even Tier Three True Pill Water Demons would merely be a dish.

Moreover, it is a rather hearty dish.

In the Cultivation Realm, realm suppression is revered.

Crossing Great Realms is extremely arduous. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Shen Xuan can contend against True Pill True Masters because he himself is a Dharma Realm Body Refining Master.

Both are within the same realm.

Despite this, Shen Xuan remains cautious of True Pill True Masters’ Divine Powers and Spiritual Artifacts.

But when faced with Water Demons relying solely on flesh rushing through deep seas.

Shen Xuan reassessed his strength and cards, a satisfied expression emerged.

"With my current late-stage Dharma Realm flesh body, comparable to the Spiritual Power of Fake Pill True Masters, combined with Ice Soul Divine Sword, True Water Purple Gold Seal, and three Corpse Beasts, even without using the ace Divine Thunder Treasure Talisman, defeating Fake Pill Water Demons is attainable."

"As for True Pill Water Demons, merely a question of consuming some Divine Thunder Treasure Talismans."

Shen Xuan descended the mountain, returned to the Cave Mansion.

Su Xue’Er greeted at the entrance, presented a greeting card after making salutations.

"Why has she come?"

Shen Xuan glanced at the signing, murmured to himself.

"Xue’Er, instruct someone to convey to her, two days later, I’ll visit her."

"Okay, husband."

Su Xue’Er gazed upon the reverse-aging Shen Xuan, progressively elegant and handsome, resembling a young man from a prestigious family, she secretly felt a pang in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, the once sixteen-year-old girl has become aged.

Yet, the husband strides rapidly in cultivation.

Not only has his identity and status elevated to unimaginable levels.

Even his appearance grows increasingly youthful.

Radiating the dynamic vigor only a young talent possesses, full of life and charmingly fresh.

...

Two days later.

Late at night.

Flying Dragon Island Market.​

Top floor of Celestial Fragrance Pavilion, red silk billowing.​​

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, reclined on the soft couch made of shark silk, caressing the Hehuan flower mark on her collarbone with her crimson-tipped fingers.

"Why hasn’t Shen Xuan arrived yet?"

"Forget it, no point waiting for him. Time to practice cultivation!"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, returned to her bedroom and sat cross-legged.

Demonic Qi condensed around her, incessantly forming black mandalas.

This was the phenomenon generated after her Demon Technique reached Great Success.

It’s called "Demonic Thoughts Blooming".

Two lives, blooms on the other shore, between Buddha and demon with a single thought.

As she channeled her power to the extreme, she suddenly opened her clear eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you’re actually invisibly spying on me all along!"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, parted her red lips slightly, her voice tinged with anger as she looked towards a yard in front of her.

In the void, the figure of a young and handsome cultivator in a cyan robe revealed itself, none other than Shen Xuan.

"The former Saintess of Hehuan Sect, Wan Meng, now the Demon Venerable of the Holy Sect!"

"A True Pill Demon Venerable!"

"I, Shen, am just a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, feeling scared and not daring to get close. I ask for Wan Meng Demon Venerable’s understanding."

Although saying this.

There was not a trace of fear on Shen Xuan’s face.

More was curiosity.

If he remembered correctly.

Back in Cyan Yang Prefecture, Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, appeared as a young girl.

Now, more than sixty years have passed.

No matter how well she preserves herself, Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, was over a hundred years old.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you really know how to joke. True Spirit Dharma Aspect, only you have it in the entire Song Country."

"True Master Lu from White Cloud Immortal City isn’t your match. True Master Zong from Yan Country’s True Will Sect doesn’t dare to say another word in front of you."

"You’re afraid of me?"

A gleam flashed in Shen Xuan’s eyes.

"What is your relationship with Xuan Ye Demon Venerable?"

"She is my senior sister."

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, rose, her long dress trailing on the ground, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness.

"Shen Xuan, we’ve been old friends for many years. Before, everyone served their own masters, busy with cultivation, it wasn’t very convenient."

Her jade fingers gently touched Shen Xuan’s chest and slowly slid down.

"You have a pleasant fragrance on you, truly making Wan Meng enamored..."

"Why don’t we first..."

Shen Xuan abruptly grabbed Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable’s restless delicate hand.

"How about we discuss proper matters first!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Wan Meng has achieved True Pill status, to graciously come to my overseas solitary island, there must be important business."

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable’s eyes shimmered.

"Gently! It hurts! It hurts so much it could kill me!"

"Look, you’ve left a red mark!"

A clear indentation appeared on Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable’s wrist.

"I eased my strength. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this."

Shen Xuan said blandly.

"If there’s no serious business, please leave, Fellow Daoist Wan Meng."

"There is important business!"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, glared fiercely at Shen Xuan.

"Xuan Ye said you need the Demon Flood Dragon Demon Core and Essence Blood."

"Hmm."

Shen Xuan’s Body Refining Technique was Bai Family’s ancestral [Nine Revolutions True Spirit Transformation].

It required the demon core and Essence Blood of True Spirit descendants for cultivation, truly normal.

"I know a place with an Ice Fiend Demon Flood Dragon, its body like carved ice, its breath turning to frost, freezing dozens of miles, likely a descendant of a Cold Ice Divine Dragon, matching your cultivation technique."

"If you are willing, we can go there together. After slaying the Ice Fiend Demon Flood Dragon, the flood dragon core and blood are yours, the meat and rest of the materials are mine."

Shen Xuan pondered for a few moments.

"No."

"No? Why?"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, asked with a face full of surprise.

"No time. I need to complete the sect’s alchemy task day and night on the island."

Shen Xuan said offhandedly.

In fact, he simply didn’t trust Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable.

And, in his heart, he thought, incapable of handling the Dark Yin Demon Flood Dragon.

There’s no way he’d fight an obviously stronger Yin Fiend Demon Flood Dragon.

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, fell silent.

After a while, she softly brushed her long hair behind her ear.

"Proper business is done. If you won’t go, so be it. Now, shouldn’t we discuss some personal matters?"

Shen Xuan asked interestingly: "What personal matters are there between us?"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, suddenly spoke angrily: "Shen Xuan! I’ve known you for sixty years!"

"In sixty years, you haven’t properly looked at me once!"

"Look at yourself, a Tier Three Dharma Realm Body Refining Master, can those Low Tier cultivators satisfy you?"

Shen Xuan glanced askew at Wan Meng.

"You can’t either!"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, grew even angrier.

"Shen Xuan, what are you saying! You’re blatantly insulting me!"

"Dare say I’m not up to it? Do you know, standing before you is the youngest True Pill Demon Venerable in Hehuan Sect’s thousand-year history!"

"I wouldn’t look even once at countless Tier Three Cultivators kneeling on the ground!"

When she was excited.

Black demonic flames emanated from Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, enveloping the entire bedroom.

"Shen Xuan, from head to toe, your mouth is the hardest! If you have the ability, come try, see who’s no good!"

"Come on, come try! Aren’t you afraid?"

With an indifferent face, Shen Xuan walked up to Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable.

Extended his hand, lightly rested it on her head.

"Shen Xuan..."

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, wanted to speak.

A formidable force involuntarily made her feet sink.

Looking up, she saw a slight mocking smile at the corner of Shen Xuan’s lips.

Nameless anger surged within her again.

Defiantly raised her pretty face, threatening: "Shen Xuan, if you’re a man, do not transform!"

"Let’s fight with real blades and guns, see who’s up to the task!"

Wan Meng, the Demon Venerable, urged the power of Pill Essence, forcefully breaking free from Shen Xuan’s hand, turned and embraced him, biting his earlobe, her breath hot: "You win, Wan Meng is yours to command. You can play however you want."

"I’ll also give you a piece of information for free, you’ll definitely need it!"

"If you lose, accompany me to the Demon Realm to kill the Yin Fiend Demon Flood Dragon."

Shen Xuan chuckled lightly.

"Alright. It’s a deal!"