The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 95: Friends

Although Shuang Jiang’s departure was anticipated, especially since she had intentionally bid farewell and given so many instructions, it was still quite unusual.

Faced with Shuang Jiang’s departure, Su Jingzhen felt a sense of loss deep in his heart.

After all, he had long been accustomed to having such a person by his side.

Moreover, Shuang Jiang’s departure also meant that he, Su Jingzhen, would have to be even more cautious in his actions in the future.

The world of cultivation is still too dangerous, and without a powerful ally to rely on, he really needed to keep a low profile.

After standing still for a while, Su Jingzhen quickly collected his emotions.

Even though he would still need to keep a low profile in the future, it was far better than before he met Shuang Jiang and awakened his golden finger.

Currently, with his eighth-layer Flesh Body Mysterious Embryo strength, he couldn’t say he could walk sideways in Linjiang City, but he was at least a minor expert.

And now in Linjiang City, probably everyone thought he was a member of the Evil Moon Sect.

With the Evil Moon Sect as his backer, there shouldn’t be any short-sighted people coming to trouble him.

At worst, he could suffer a little and hide in the Evil Moon Sect.

With Luo Yuebai there, as long as the Evil Moon Sect didn’t fall, he should be able to live a comfortable life.

Thinking this way, his mood brightened a bit.

Then, Su Jingzhen’s attention shifted to the panel in front of him.

?Remaining available points: 249?

Seeing this, Su Jingzhen couldn’t help but feel excited again.

He had already reached 249 points.

Opening the Surging Spring Acupoint on his right foot only required 200 points.

He was already at the point where he could open it at any time.

Once the Surging Spring Acupoint on his right foot was opened, he believed his Body Cultivation would immediately break through the Flesh Body Mysterious Embryo and reach the level of Flesh Body Spiritual Embryo.

He felt a strong urge to open it immediately.

But after glancing at the surrounding faint mist and feeling the sharp intent within it, Su Jingzhen took a deep breath and gave up on this idea.

He had absolute trust in Shuang Jiang’s words.

Since Shuang Jiang said that practicing “Python Scales Power” here would lead to great progress, he would listen.

Currently, it was peaceful, and the Surging Spring Acupoint on his right foot could be opened at a critical moment.

Just like during the previous battle with Chen Jinshi.

It could catch others off guard at a critical moment.

“Forget it, even though there are 249 points now, it would only open one secret at best. It’s really not much.”

It seemed like a lot, but considering he had only opened two secret chambers so far.

And in the future, spiritual roots and Dantian might require a large number of points.

He felt that what he currently had was really too little.

Previously, Su Jingzhen had already understood one thing: the golden finger was just a cherry on top.

The heights he could reach in the future ultimately depended on himself.

“I’ve already crossed over once; sometimes I need to rely on my own efforts to gain some power.”

With this thought, Su Jingzhen took a deep breath and immediately assumed the posture to practice “Python Scales Power.”

His movements suddenly became agile.

At times he resembled a snake, at other times a python, with the power of his blood coursing through his meridians following the unique circulation path of the Python Scales Power.

The extremely dense spiritual energy around him began to converge towards him.

The special energy within the thin mist also began to temper his blood and flesh.

And the sharp intent in the void seemed to grow even stronger as he practiced “Python Scales Power.”

Tiny blood marks appeared on his skin.

After completing one full set, Su Jingzhen was already panting heavily.

Just one set made him feel fatigued; this effect was indeed incomparable to outside.

“Miss Shuang Jiang was right, this place is indeed a land of fortune for me!”

Su Jingzhen muttered to himself, his eyes sparkling.

Without hesitation, he practiced “Python Scales Power” three more times.

With each repetition, he could feel the changes in his blood and qi power, though extremely subtle, it was indeed gradually strengthening.

When he felt his stamina nearly depleted, Su Jingzhen stopped.

He wasn’t familiar with this place and didn’t know if there were hidden dangers.

If danger arrived when he had no strength left to resist, that would be disastrous.

“That’s enough for now; I’ll come back next time.”

“I’ve spent quite a while here on a whim. Hopefully, Daoist Luo is still waiting for me outside.”

“Otherwise, it would be quite difficult for me to leave Clear Wind Mountain alone.”

…

“Master Yue, should we go in to find them?”

At the place where Zhang Xiu had inscribed words, the Foundation Establishment evil cultivator looked at Luo Yuebai and asked.

Luo Yuebai still shook his head, “No need, you all can return first. There are still many things to be done, and we are short of hands. I can handle this place alone.”

Luo Yuebai held a folding fan in his hand, showing no signs of impatience.

“Master Yue, forgive my bluntness, but with your status, there’s no need to bother with such people…”

These guys had been on Clear Wind Mountain for a while and were unaware of the events happening at the base of the mountain.

Seeing Shuang Jiang and Su Jingzhen as ordinary cultivators, they naturally felt some dissatisfaction.

In their eyes, Su Jingzhen and Shuang Jiang were not worthy of Master Yue’s time and attention.

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yuebai’s expression suddenly turned cold.

“I don’t want to hear such words again.”

“They are my friends, and slandering my friends is equivalent to offending me!”

“Get lost! I’ve said that I can handle this place alone!”

As he scolded them, a hint of killing intent emerged from Luo Yuebai.

His aura locked onto the evil cultivators behind him.

Seeing Luo Yuebai suddenly lose his temper, the Foundation Establishment evil cultivator’s face changed dramatically.

His eyes filled with fear.

He had no doubt that this master before him would take his head in a fit of anger.

In the Evil Moon Sect, Luo Yuebai was known for his ferocity.

And hearing the word “friends” from Luo Yuebai’s mouth left him deeply shocked.

“I know my fault, I’ll leave immediately!”

He knew Luo Yuebai well enough to understand that leaving promptly could save his life; Luo Yuebai never pursued matters after telling someone to leave.

Staying here any longer would not be wise.

These evil cultivators hurriedly fled.

Only Luo Yuebai remained in place.

Thin mist occasionally drifted by him in the canyon. Though holding a folding fan, Luo Yuebai still looked incredibly handsome, there was always a sense of eeriness about him.

This made Su Jingzhen, who was watching from afar, somewhat dazed.

He suddenly felt that he had never truly understood what kind of person Luo Yuebai was.

“Daoist Su, with no outsiders around, lurking about like this isn’t very appropriate, is it?”

At this moment, as Su Jingzhen was in a daze, Luo Yuebai’s gaze suddenly turned towards his hiding place, a smile playing on his lips.

Su Jingzhen smiled bitterly once more.

He stepped out from the mist-covered bushes.

Given the difference in their cultivation levels, it wasn’t surprising that Luo Yuebai had noticed him.

Su Jingzhen even felt that Luo Yuebai’s scolding of the Foundation Establishment evil cultivator might have been a performance meant for him.

If not for their ‘No Hostility’ bond, Su Jingzhen might have been even more wary of him.

Seeing that it was only Su Jingzhen, Luo Yuebai raised an eyebrow.

“Where is Daoist Shuang Jiang?”

Su Jingzhen chuckled, “She said there’s a blessed land inside suitable for her cultivation, so she won’t be coming back with us for now.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuebai glanced curiously into the depths of the canyon, then smiled without saying much.

In his heart, however, he thought: If the Evil Moon Sect hadn’t already searched this place thoroughly, I might believe your nonsense, Su Jingzhen.

There’s no blessed land here.

Still, he was somewhat puzzled about Shuang Jiang’s whereabouts.

But he didn’t ask further.

He tossed his folding fan into the air, and it transformed into a giant fan once more.

“In that case, let’s head back.”