Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

Qing Mountain’s verdant ridges, a network of mountain ravines.

A jade-green river meandered out from the mountains!

No ripples disturbed the water’s surface, babbling gently as it flowed.

A Spirit Boat slowly descended.

Three figures from the Qian Family emerged, with Qian Bosheng leading the way, followed by Qian Yongfu, while the clan’s young cultivator, Qian Yucheng, lingered at the very back.

Qian Bosheng was about to move forward but was called to a halt by Qian Yongfu.

Suddenly, Qian Yongfu coughed.

"Fellow Daoist, having tracked this old man for so long, why not show yourself and speak?" Qian Yongfu’s sudden outburst caused Qian Bosheng to stiffen on the spot.

Yet there was no response in their surroundings, not even the sound of the wind hurried in the slightest.

Just as Qian Bosheng began to wonder if Qian Yongfu was bluffing,

a transparent coffin in the void opened with a surge, and out stepped a figure clothed in a Heavenly Corpse robe, walking straight out.

Looking at Qian Yongfu, the figure collected the coffin and finally spoke:

"I never expected that a minor Foundation Establishment family from Yunzhou could possess such formidable Divine Sense to see through the void coffin made of Five-colored Silkworm Thread!" The figure was dressed in a golden robe, which Lin Shiming would have recognized had he been there—the golden-robed cultivator was none other than Golden Corpse Child.

"You dare to come alone, fellow Daoist?" Instead of answering, Qian Yongfu retorted.

"Haha, fellow Daoist jests, for I, Jin, am of course not alone!!"

"For I, Jin, alone am an army of thousands!" As soon as Golden Corpse Child finished his words, he dramatically cast out his embroidered robe.

In a flash, three golden coffins flew out.

The coffins fell, and three dazzling gold-clad Iron Corpses charged fiercely.

Positioned in a triangle, they encircled the three Qians.

Their fearful momentum suggested that each Spirit Corpse possessed strength no less than a peak Third Rank!

However, Qian Yongfu and his two companions did not move, and not a trace of panic could be seen on their faces.

Instead, a faint smile appeared on their faces. Experience more on empire

The clawed hands of the three Spirit Corpses stretched out three to four meters, instantly shredding several figures into pieces.

All at once, the fragmented Spirit Light exploded on the surface of the water, becoming an incredibly fast beam of light.

Golden Corpse Child immediately knew something was wrong and tried to flee, but it was too late; he and the three golden corpses were engulfed by the golden light, trapped within it.

On the bank of the Bi River, the three figures from the Qian Family reappeared.

In front of them, three Life-replace Spirit Talismans were slowly burning out.

Seeing the formation and Golden Corpse Child trapped inside, Qian Bosheng felt even deeper respect for his Fifth Uncle beside him.

Golden Corpse Child was a notorious old demon known throughout the Corpse Refining Sect, and even among peak Foundation Establishment cultivators, he was a fearsome being.

Yet Qian Yongfu still stood his ground, unmoved.

He looked as though he was waiting for someone, which made Qian Yongfu hesitate; now was the prime time to seize the treasure.

Though this place was remote, one couldn’t ignore the vast number of cultivators who had entered the minor world—six to seven hundred people.

Anything unexpected could happen.

"Bosheng, don’t you think it’s a bit of an overkill for a supreme grade, Third Rank Heavenly Trapping Formation to trap just one person?" Qian Yongfu said, nonchalantly continuing.

Qian Bosheng’s heart skipped a beat, and suddenly, Qian Yongfu made his move.

He slammed his hand viciously toward the ground, and with a series of roars, dazzling Spirit Light burst from the earth as two Corpse Refining Sect Cultivators clad in Heavenly Corpse robes leaped out, looking extremely unsettled.

"Your Excellency certainly has impressive skills!" Instead of being annoyed, the two Corpse Refining Sect Cultivators focused their gaze on Qian Yongfu.

"I may not have much in the way of skills, but it’s too much for fellow Daoists to infest my junior with Heavenly Corpse Insects!" Qian Yongfu snorted coldly and, with terrifying speed, threw Qian Yucheng into the formation.

In an instant, the faces of the two Corpse Refining Sect Cultivators turned ashen.

The Heavenly Corpse Insect was a precious Spirit Insect of their Corpse Refining Sect, invaluable in refining one’s personal Spirit Corpse.

It could lurk undetected within a live cultivator and, at crucial moments, devour the cultivator’s Divine Soul, turning them into a Corpse Cultivator for a surprise attack!

The two Corpse Refining Sect Cultivators, with faces like thunder, had not expected Qian Yongfu to be so decisive. They had been hoping to exploit his junior as leverage for a sneak attack on Qian Yongfu.

Now it seemed that Qian Yongfu was more ruthless than they had imagined!

Without hesitation, he had thrown his own kin into the Heavenly Trapping Formation.

The two had no choice but to quickly summon their remaining Corpse Cultivators.

These Corpse Cultivators, each a late Third Rank being, were terrifyingly fierce!

However, just then, Qian Yongfu produced two small flags in his hand.

With a wave of the flags towards the sky, the wind howled furiously, as black tornadoes scattered the Corpse Cultivators, blowing them apart in disarray.

And this fierce wind, as if soul-scattering, reduced the Corpse Cultivators, already muddled, to an even lower level of intelligence.

"To covet the Qian Family’s treasures, let’s see if you are worthy!" Qian Yongfu charged forward, his white hair streaming behind, Spirit Light shining brightly, moving like a specter!

He appeared in the blink of an eye before one of the Corpse Refining Sect Cultivators, grabbed at him, and instantly ended his life on the spot!

The remaining one was utterly horrified, having never expected Qian Yongfu to be a peak Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Thinking only of escape, but no match for Qian Yongfu, the Split Soul Banner was waved again, and the cultivator froze, only to be grasped through his heart by Qian Yongfu in the next moment!

Qian Yongfu coughed again, yet the situation was settled, and he casually hung two Storage Bags at his waist.

All this had happened so swiftly that Qian Bosheng was left somewhat dazed beside him.