Hearing the masked man's suggestion, Zhou Jinfeng's eyes flickered.
He glanced at Shui Youdao, whose face was as calm as still water, and thought to himself that since he had already offended the other party, this matter could not be settled peacefully. He might as well take a gamble and join forces to kill the other party. Shui Youdao had practiced alchemy for decades, and his wealth was probably no less than the treasures of the City Lord Mansion.
"I wonder how we will split the spoils after this matter is settled?" Zhou Jinfeng asked the most crucial question.
"Shui Youdao is yours, and the kid is mine!" The masked man's cold eyes revealed a sinister smile.
Although the other party was in the same realm as him, his blood and Qi were weak, and his combat strength was not as good as his. He would give him some benefits first, and after the matter was settled, he would not have the final say.
"Deal!" Zhou Jinfeng gritted his teeth fiercely. To him, making such a decision was equivalent to betting the entire Zhou Clan. If he failed, the Zhou Clan would be annihilated.
Zhao Yunpeng and his wife, who had just relaxed, stood up nervously again. They hurried to their son's side to protect him. Their meaning was clear: If you want to kill my son, you have to step over my dead body.
"You really don't know what's good for you!" Shui Youdao's gloomy eyes swept across the two of them, and he slowly took out a long sword overflowing with Spirit Qi from the storage ring on his finger.
An invisible sharp Qi suddenly swept through the entire space, and everyone had the illusion that a divine weapon was pointed at their throats.
Some of the weaker cultivators immediately squatted on the ground, and their backs were instantly drenched in cold sweat. They had the illusion that they would be killed by the sword in the next moment.
"Upper Grade Spirit Weapon!" Zhou Jinfeng felt the sharpness and immediately screamed. However, he was so excited that he almost screamed. He could not resist the temptation of a Upper Grade Spirit Weapon.
"Hehe! Upper Grade Spirit Weapon? I have one too! " The masked man did not know when a large spear appeared in his hand. The body of the spear was black and shiny, and the tip of the spear was shining with a bone-piercing cold light.
The moment the spear appeared, Zhou Jinfeng's expression froze. He looked at the spear in disbelief. He immediately guessed the identity of the masked man through the spear, but he did not understand why the masked man would do such a thing.
The atmosphere was a little tense. Shui Youdao gripped his sword tightly and turned to look at Zhao Yuande, who was still unconscious. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
However, when he thought of Zhao Yuande's kindness in teaching him, his heart became resolute again. The majestic power in his body burst forth and poured into the longsword in his hand. The longsword immediately burst forth with a resplendent brilliance.
"Brother Zhou, do it!" The masked man's words were sinister. The long spear in his hand drew out a shining silver light and pointed at Shui Youdao's forehead.
Zhou Jinfeng gritted his teeth when he saw the masked man making a move. He raised his palm and slashed out a pitch-black hand, which pressed down on Shui Yougai.
"I'll fight you to the death!" Shui Youdao shouted and charged towards the two of them.
"Sigh!" A melodious sigh sounded in the field.
A blood-red light soared into the sky, and a blood-stained head rolled to the ground!
"Clang!"
The large spear fell to the ground with a deafening sound, and a large crater was formed in the ground.
A tall and mighty figure stood in the middle of the field with his hands behind his back. It was the Seventh Elder of the Fire Cloud Sect.
He saw the changes in the field and admired Shui Youdao's character. At the most critical moment, he still made a move to kill the masked man.
"Plop!"
Zhou Jinfeng collapsed to the ground, his face full of fear and regret. How could he have thought that such a master would appear?
"Sigh!" The Seventh Elder glanced at the corpse on the ground and seemed to have thought of something.
He waved his hand and a blazing flame spewed out from his hand, directly enveloping the corpse on the ground.
In the next moment, the corpse turned into a pile of ashes and scattered with the wind.
He waved his hand and the long spear on the ground flew into his hand and threw it into his storage space.
He wasn't greedy for the item. If the item was exposed, the seed he had set his eyes on might be estranged, and it wouldn't be good for the Fire Cloud Sect.
The Seventh Elder's eyes swept towards Zhou Jinfeng. The other party had obviously recognized this person's identity and couldn't let him live in this world.
Zhou Jinfeng was old and shrewd. When he saw the Seventh Elder's eyes, he knew what the Seventh Elder was thinking. He hurriedly shouted, "Senior, please spare my life. I have everything …"
"Whoosh!"
The Seventh Elder raised his finger and pointed lightly. A flame flew out and directly penetrated Zhou Jinfeng's forehead, piercing through it.
When the Zhao Family saw Zhou Jinfeng's death, their faces turned gloomy. They knew that once Zhao Yuande woke up, he wouldn't let them go easily. However, they didn't dare to run away. They could only look at the Zhao Family for help!
Zhao Yunpeng saw everyone's pleading eyes and couldn't help but snort angrily. He turned his head and continued to pay attention to his son's situation.
"You are … You are Senior Luo!" Shui Youdao looked at the middle-aged man who was killing strong enemies and suddenly shouted in surprise.
"You are?" The Seventh Elder turned his head in surprise and looked at Shui Youdao. The more he looked, the more familiar his appearance was. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"I am Xiao Shui! Water Cloud City's Xiao Shui! "Shui Youdao's face was filled with joy. It was as if he had seen a long-lost relative.
"Xiao Shui!" The Seventh Elder looked at Shui Youdao from head to toe again, and a joyful expression appeared on his face. He patted Shui Youdao lightly on the shoulder and said gently, "It really is Xiao Shui. If you didn't mention it, I really wouldn't have come out. You've actually really become an alchemist. Looks like Senior Brother didn't dote on you for nothing back then."
"Xiao Shui is ashamed." Shui Youdao lowered his head sadly. After more than 40 years, he had only just stepped into the threshold of a Spirit Grade alchemist. Thinking about it now, he was really young and ignorant back then.
Everyone who had just recovered from their shock looked at the two people's actions and expressions. An old man respectfully calling the other party 'Senior', and the other party calmly accepting it. They couldn't help but feel that this scene was a little comical.
Actually, this was a very normal thing. The higher a person's cultivation, the longer their lifespan.
This Seventh Elder looked to be in his thirties or forties, but he was actually more than 150 years old. Shui Youdao was only 67 years old.
Once a person's cultivation reached the Blood Sea Divine Embryo, their lifespan would also increase along with their cultivation.
In this world, an ordinary person's lifespan would be around 70 to 80 years old. After they started cultivating, they would start to squeeze out their potential. Not only would their lifespan not increase, but it would also gradually decrease because of their cultivation.
Only after they passed the hurdle of the Bier Pregnant Spirit would their lifespan increase to around 150 years old. Once they reached the Yin Yang Unity Realm, their lifespan would double, reaching around 300 years old.
Don't look at how Shui Youdao looked like an old man with a white beard. Once he stepped into the Bier Pregnant Spirit Realm, his entire body would be nourished by the Spirit and would immediately regain his youth.
However, it wasn't a simple matter to give birth to the Spirit. It required a long time of accumulation and comprehension. Normal cultivators would be stuck at this hurdle, forever unable to advance.
Those who could enter the Bier Pregnant Spirit were less than one in a hundred, and those who could reach the Yin Yang Unity Realm were less than one in ten thousand! The cultivation in the future would only get harder and harder. Countless people would be dejected before every major realm, never able to cross it in their lifetime.
It was like a magnificent army crossing a single-plank bridge. Those who could safely cross it were few and far between.
"Little Shui! Back then, you accompanied our Senior Brother to roam the various cities. Senior Brother gave you some pointers in the art of alchemy. I really didn't expect you to really become an alchemist. I even made a bet with Senior Brother. I didn't expect Senior Brother's foresight to be better than mine! "The Seventh Elder glanced at Shui Youdao, his eyes revealing a look of reminiscence.
"Little Shui wants to meet Senior Gu. It's been over 40 years. I wonder if Senior Gu can still recognize me …" Shui Youdao looked at the Seventh Elder in a pleading manner. His voice was also trembling because of his agitation.
"Alright! Once this matter is settled, follow me back to the sect! " The Seventh Elder looked at Shui Youdao and recalled the youth who followed behind his Senior Brother and begged to learn alchemy. He nodded lightly. Senior Brother would be very happy to see him!
"Thank you, Senior Luo!" Shui Youdao danced with joy when he heard the affirmative answer. A complicated expression appeared on his face. He was a little nervous, a little excited, and a little at a loss.
Dark clouds had gathered in the sky without anyone noticing. Thunder rumbled in the clouds, and lightning dragons soared in the clouds. An incomparably terrifying pressure descended on the ground.
Everyone present could feel this terrifying pressure. They couldn't help but feel terrified.
The Seventh Elder, in particular, raised his head with a dignified expression.
"Kacha!"
A thick pillar of lightning poured down from the clouds, striking down at the people below.
The Seventh Elder's expression changed drastically. He waved his sleeves and brought Shui Youdao, Zhao Yunpeng, and his wife a few hundred meters away.
The lightning pillar fell straight down, striking the head of Zhao Yuande who was sitting cross-legged.
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