Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 2024 Special Gift (Supplement)

With this remark,

Within the entire magical light barrier, the atmosphere subtly shifted.

The young Golden Core cultivators of the Cheng Clan had varying expressions.

Many people subtly furrowed their brows.

A deep sense of doubt and wariness flashed across his eyes.

Previously, when facing that Golden Core female cultivator who concealed her aura and had a delicate appearance...

A strange, inexplicable sense of familiarity lingered in everyone's hearts.

Looking back now, it all seems so real and vivid.

Soft whispers rose from the crowd, tinged with unease and wariness.

"It's not just me; my younger sister also feels a strong sense of familiarity with this mysterious Golden Core cultivator. It's quite strange."

Something's not right, something's really not right!

"Do you think we might have been unknowingly and silently subjected to their advanced charm spell?"

Various thoughts of suspicion and doubt surged in the minds of the young cultivators like a tide, lingering for a long time.

For a time,

The crowd's wariness grew stronger as they stared intently at the beautiful female cultivator in the center of the light screen.

The spiritual energy around his body was already flowing silently.

We are also prepared to fight at any time.

If the other party hadn't remained calm throughout, showing absolutely no hostility whatsoever...

Also wary of the unknown risks, the group had already worked together in perfect unison, forming an incomparably powerful bloodline battle formation once again to completely imprison and suppress their opponent.

The undisguised, layered wariness of everyone...

Everything was naturally taken in by Murong Wanwan.

But to everyone's surprise...

Faced with the suspicion and wariness of her juniors, Murong Wanwan showed no anger whatsoever, nor did a trace of coldness appear in her eyes. Instead, her originally calm gaze became even gentler and warmer.

It seemed to hold a thousand kinds of doting affection, quietly gazing at this group of younger members of the clan.

In a short while,

A slight smile played on her lips, and her voice, soft as water, began to speak:

"Then look carefully again, and see who I really am."

The voice has not fallen,

Suddenly, layers of profound spiritual light rose around Murong Wanwan, with runes flowing and flashing.

An obscure and ancient Taoist aura slowly diffused from the void.

The brilliant light rose in layers and slowly faded away.

The moment the halo faded...

The scene before my eyes has completely changed.

The handsome but mediocre appearance of the Golden Core cultivator vanished completely.

Instead, she possessed an absolutely stunning and otherworldly beauty.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like cold stars concealing the moon.

Her elegant fairy dress fluttered in the wind, and she was surrounded by a thick, obscure, and unfathomable aura, far surpassing that of ordinary Nascent Soul or Half-Venerable experts.

It possesses an air of transcendence that looks down upon all living beings.

The sudden transformation left all the Cheng clan cultivators present momentarily stunned.

next moment,

A cry of shock and ecstasy suddenly broke the silence!

"Grandmother! It's you!"

The moment the words landed,

All the young men and women of the Cheng family present suddenly realized what was going on.

All suspicion and wariness in my heart vanished instantly.

Everyone quickly withdrew their spiritual energy, lowered all their defenses, and bowed deeply in unison, their posture extremely respectful, offering their congratulations in unison:

"Greetings, Grandmother!"

"Greetings, Grandmother!"

The clear, solemn sound of uniform salutes echoed in the small space.

It reveals the younger generation's respect and closeness to their elders.

Once the ceremony was completed,

Several lively female cultivators at the Golden Core stage could no longer contain their joy and quickly stepped forward to surround Murong Wanwan, their eyes filled with excitement and delight.

"Grandmother, haven't you been in seclusion within the clan, cultivating diligently?"

How did they suddenly appear here?

"Yes, Grandmother!"

Before we embarked on this journey together, we intended to visit your secluded retreat to pay our respects and bid you farewell.

The protective array was formidable, keeping us all outside the courtyard and preventing us from getting close at all!

"Has the old grandmother broken through her seclusion this time? Has she made another breakthrough in her cultivation and broken through the bottleneck of the Great Dao?"

No wonder his aura was so unfathomable just now!

"..."

For a time,

Several female cultivators surrounded Murong Wanwan, chattering away quickly.

Every word was filled with heartfelt concern and curiosity, creating a lively atmosphere.

Even though they were all cultivators who had severed ties with the mortal world and devoted themselves to cultivating the Tao, the intimacy and passion inherent in women were never completely extinguished by their cultivation.

Even when facing their closest elders, they still show the purest warmth.

After everyone had calmed down and stopped talking, Murong Wanwan, with a gentle smile in her eyes, spoke softly, slowly steer the conversation towards the main topic:

"By the way,"

The battle formation you all just set up together was quite remarkable.

"My Cheng clan has a long and rich history, and I know all the existing offensive and defensive battle formations and killing formations within the clan by heart."

But I have never seen such a heaven-defying bloodline battle formation.

So this was something you obtained by chance during your recent training trip?

"If possible, I hope you can contribute this formation to your clan to strengthen the sect's foundation."

Rest assured, the clan has always been fair in its rewards and punishments.

We will certainly not treat you meritorious descendants unfairly.

With this remark,

Several female cultivators at the Golden Core stage standing nearby almost burst out laughing on the spot.

His eyes were full of barely suppressed laughter.

see,

Among the group of junior Golden Core cultivators who had stood quietly to the side, acting as if they were invisible, Cheng Benxing, whose cultivation level was the lowest and who was at the early stage of Golden Core, stepped forward at the opportune moment.

With a respectful expression yet tinged with youthful spirit, he spoke loudly to answer the question:

“Grandmother, you have been in seclusion for a long time, so you must not have visited the clan’s secret heritage vault yet.”

Murong Wanwan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously shook her head gently.

next moment,

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she instantly realized what was going on, having guessed part of the truth.

"Could it be that this incredibly profound bloodline battle formation is a newly added inherited Dao technique within the clan?"

"Exactly!"

Cheng Benxing nodded emphatically, his tone resolute, and began to explain in detail:

"This bloodline battle formation is an unparalleled secret technique personally deduced and perfected by our ancestor."

It has long been designated as the core tradition within the clan.

"We had previously discovered that the three transformations of this formation share the same origin and common characteristics with several core divine abilities and secret techniques inherited by our clan."

This is far superior to ordinary formations found elsewhere.

"Later, the clan underwent layers of screening and rigorous assessments."

We, along with all our fellow cultivators, were personally selected by Ancestor Ping'an and exceptionally granted the qualification to cultivate this bloodline battle formation.

"Our purpose in traveling together this time is twofold: firstly, to explore different places, broaden our horizons, and seek opportunities in nature."

Secondly, it was to fight side by side, develop mutual understanding and tacit knowledge, and thoroughly master this battle formation.

Cultivate its power to its peak!

Murong Wanwan listened quietly to the words, her gaze slowly deepening.

She now fully understood the far-reaching plans of her own son, Cheng Ping'an.

This bloodline battle formation possesses unparalleled power and unmatched killing ability, with limitless potential.

Only through the baptism of real combat and the tempering of blood and fire can it be fully perfected and perfected...

To create a bloodline warrior team with top-notch temperament, teamwork, and combat strength.

This fully formed Daoist army will undoubtedly become the Cheng Clan's strongest bulwark in the future, serving as an unparalleled foundation for protecting the clan and deterring all directions.

Just as Murong Wanwan was pondering to herself...

Among the group of junior Golden Core cultivators surrounding her, the clever and quick-witted Cheng Huimin's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had come up with a brilliant idea.

A lively smile instantly appeared on his face.

She feigned a pitiful, weak, and helpless appearance, blinking her clear eyes and gazing pleadingly at Murong Wanwan:

“Grandmother, you must have been traveling around to find the bottleneck in the Great Dao after you broke through the barrier, right?”

Since that's the case, why don't we all travel together?

"With a top-tier expert like you by my side, no villain will dare to lay a finger on us poor, weak women!"

Seeing her like this, the other Golden Core female cultivators also chimed in, stepping forward to lend their support.

His tone was full of grievance and helplessness:

"yes!

Grandmother, the cultivation world is now a mixed bag, and they are extremely unfriendly to outsiders!

"Anywhere outside the immortal city and market towns, in the wilderness and mountains..."

Anyone who carries even the slightest trace of rare and precious materials will immediately be coveted and targeted by cultivators from all walks of life.

It's all about fighting and looting!

"Just like this time, we only found a top-grade rare medicinal herb deep in the Yu Yang Mountains, and yet we were relentlessly targeted and hunted down by a vicious villain like Old Monster Yu Hua!"

"If we hadn't already cultivated the bloodline battle formation passed down from our ancestors, with perfect teamwork and complementary combat power,

In today's deadly predicament, we sisters would likely have perished in the desolate mountains, our bodies and souls extinguished!

"..."

Everyone spoke at once, recounting the dangers of their journeys outside.

She looked exceptionally weak and pitiful.

Murong Wanwan's eyes were clear and her mind was extremely insightful, so she naturally saw through the little schemes of these juniors.

She smiled inwardly. In the cultivation world, strength was paramount; those who could cultivate to the Golden Core realm were all formidable individuals with unwavering resolve and considerable combat prowess.

Strength and weakness are determined solely by cultivation level and Dao heart, never by gender.

These children are all well-rounded and exceptionally skilled in combat; they are by no means the weaklings described.

Even her current outward cultivation level is only at the Golden Core stage.

Even though everyone knew they were just feigning pitifulness and using the opportunity to act cute...

Upon hearing of the perilous pursuit they had endured and learning that they had nearly perished in the wilderness, a fierce rage instantly surged within Murong Wanwan.

A faint chill crossed his brow.

Just as the atmosphere at the scene became slightly tense and Murong Wanwan's emotions were in turmoil...

Cheng Zhilong, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who had been silent and composed for a long time, finally spoke in a deep voice, breaking the atmosphere.

"Huimin, Huisi, Huidie, you girls, that's enough, stop fooling around!"

"Big brother, we just..."

Cheng Huimin wanted to say a few more words in her defense, but Cheng Zhilong interrupted her directly.

Have you truly forgotten the mission you bear?

Cheng Zhilong's expression was solemn, and his tone was serious.

"We bear the high hopes of our clan, and we cultivate the highest bloodline battle formations to hone our teamwork and hone our skills."

In the future, our Daoist soldier squad will be the Cheng Clan's top-tier foundation for suppressing all directions and stabilizing the territory!

How can you only focus on playing and acting cute?

The voice paused slightly.

His tense expression eased slightly, and his tone became gentle and sincere, filled with apology.

"Besides!"

The old grandmother's journey out of seclusion was to break through the final bottleneck of the Great Dao and attain the supreme Dao fruit.

We are of shallow cultivation and lack the necessary moral character.

Traveling together would only be a burden on my grandmother and cause her trouble; it would bring her no benefit whatsoever.

Speaking of last,

He bowed deeply, his face full of remorse as he apologized:

"Grandma, my younger siblings are young and playful, and don't know any better. They speak recklessly."

Please don't take it to heart.

see,

Murong Wanwan's eyes remained gentle and warm as she waved her hand and smiled:

“You are all my descendants.”

How could I possibly blame or hold it against you?

"However, the fact that you and I, grandfather and grandson, met by chance in this chaotic world is a destiny ordained by Heaven."

"Perfect timing! Now that I've emerged from seclusion, I've prepared a special gift for you youngsters."

With this remark,

All the young cultivators present were immediately invigorated, their eyes lighting up.

Cheng Huimin, who was closest to Murong Wanwan, was the first to lose her composure, her eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.

She quickly asked again:

"Did Grandma really prepare gifts for us?"

You mustn't lie to Min'er, you mustn't lie!

The voice just fell,

Cheng Benxing, who was standing to the side, could no longer contain his curiosity. His eyes were filled with anticipation as he hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Grandma, what precious gift is it?"

Are the younger generation also entitled to a share?

The other cultivators followed suit, their eyes filled with anticipation as they pressed for answers.

A series of clear, crisp questions rang out.

Full of youthful vigor and enthusiasm:

"Grandma, do I get a gift too?"

"Grandmother, tell us quickly what this serendipitous encounter was! We are all extremely curious!"

"..."

At this moment, the young men and women who were originally dignified, self-possessed, and awe-inspiring had completely lost the composure and imposing presence they usually possessed as Golden Core cultivators.

They chattered away, their voices clear and lively, a cacophony of chatter rising and falling.

His eyes and brows were full of youthful vibrancy and purity.

They fully revealed their pure and genuine nature.

They either whispered their guesses with expectant looks, or chatted amongst themselves, their curiosity and joy impossible to hide.

Its lively and bustling appearance is completely different from that of a Golden Core cultivator who usually sits in a place and calmly cultivates the Dao.

Murong Wanwan stood quietly in front, taking in this vivid and lively scene.

Her clear, gentle eyes grew even softer and more tender, brimming with affection and love for the younger generation of her clan.

The frost and chill in his eyes melted away completely.

All that remains is the tolerance and expectations unique to the elders.

Looking at this group of energetic younger people, she felt gratified.

A moment later,

Murong Wanwan smiled gently, raised her fair and slender hand, and lightly pressed down in the air.

An invisible, gentle spiritual energy quietly spread out, soothing the surrounding whispers.

The noisy courtyard instantly fell silent.

The group of young cultivators all fell silent and looked at their grandmother in front of them.

"All right."

Murong Wanwan's voice was soft and soothing, carrying a calming power, and she spoke slowly with a smile in her eyes.

"Today I have prepared a very special gift."

However, this opportunity does not belong to any one person alone, but is a gift to all of you present here.

The moment the words fell...

The atmosphere within the magical barrier paused slightly, a hint of doubt and anticipation quietly spreading.

As the captain of this training team, Cheng Zhilong is meticulous and calm.

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in his eyes, and his heart stirred slightly.

I vaguely guessed what was going on.

...(End of this chapter)