Chapter 77: Passing Down the Immortal Way
"Brother, I've been practicing recently but there's no progress at all... Waaahhh..." The cute little sister said, and with a hint of grievance, she burst into tears.
The little boy patted his sister's back with his hand and comforted her in a soft voice, "It's okay, you're also a late starter now, just cultivate and accumulate your yuan force slowly."
"But I want to improve my cultivation quickly so that I can save Mother," the little girl sobbed, gently stroking the pale middle-aged woman's cheek, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared blankly at her mother who had fallen into a deep sleep, clearly recalling happy memories of the past.
The little boy stood there in stunned silence for a long time, his lips tightly pursed.
"Cough, cough", a sudden and abrupt cough echoed in the small room, and instantly two little kids were like startled birds, huddled together at the bedside, vigilantly looking around.
The little boy shouted in a childish voice: "Who? Come out, I saw you!"
The little girl was also tense, but when she turned her head and saw her sleeping mother, she immediately opened her eyes wide, looked around, and her face was tight.
A figure suddenly appeared in the room, with black hair falling on his shoulders, a pale face with sharp eyebrows and deep, mysterious eyes, and angular features that gave off an intimidating aura.
The two siblings were stunned for a moment, but soon came to their senses and asked in a somewhat softer tone: "May I ask your honorable name, sir? What brings you to our humble abode?"
Yang Le looked at the two siblings who were somewhat frightened, then looked at the pale middle-aged woman on the bed and said to them: "Do you want to save your mother?"
"Can you? The most powerful alchemist in the city has taken a look and can't do anything about it. He says that your spiritual soul is severely damaged, almost shattered. Even if we use top-grade spirit materials or revival fruits, they won't be of much use. And even if we use revival fruits, there are only a few in the entire Spirit Forbidden World, worth tens of billions of spirit stones. Unless... unless it's a legendary divine alchemist who refines sacred elixirs. You... can you really do it?" The little boy asked with a skeptical face.
The little girl next to her had an expectant look on her face, staring unwaveringly at the handsome young man who suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Besides, what conditions could I possibly have? I'm as poor as can be." The little boy seemed to think of something and suddenly spoke up.
Yang Le shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless towards this clever little boy. He walked to the bedside and took out a jade bottle, pouring out a fragrant, greyish-brown dan pill - it was the Five-Turn Golden Elixir Soul-Condensing Pill that Yang Le had successfully refined for the first time.
Parting the soft lips, the Soul-Condensing Pill was passed into the mouth of the middle-aged beauty who was asleep, and immediately melted into a sweet stream flowing into her body.
After a moment, a flush of red appeared on the pale and mature face, and her complexion gradually became rosier.
Watching such an obvious effect, the two younger siblings were also extremely excited, their eyes fixed tightly on their mother on the bed, afraid that she would wake up at any moment.
Under Yang Le's perceptual sweep, the middle-aged beauty on the bed saw her soul wrapped in a gray energy, nourishing this nearly shattered soul, and the cracks were slowly healing. However, when she withdrew her perception and swept towards the middle-aged beauty on the bed, the entire delicate and plump body was imprinted in Yang Le's mind.
Yang Le regained his composure and said to the two siblings, "Your mother will wake up in three days. I'll come back then!" Yang Le replied with an air of superiority, and before they knew it, he had vanished into thin air.
The two siblings nodded excitedly, staring straight at their mother, the wish they had held for over a year was finally going to come true, and the excitement in their hearts could not be expressed.
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Three days later, Yang Le just appeared in this room, a dignified and virtuous middle-aged beauty brought two younger brothers and sisters to kneel down, saying: "Thank you for saving us, I am willing to be a slave and servant to serve the lord!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Two childish voices rang out immediately.
"Get up!" Yang Le waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted them up. He then asked them: "What's your name? How did you end up so severely injured? With your Divine Soul Realm strength, unless a Transcendent Realm cultivator intervened."
"Sir, I, Xin Min, originally came from a small family in Yanfu City, a hundred million miles away from this vast city of Hao Wu. My ancestors were ancient gods, but over the years, without any news from my ancestors, our family was spied upon by some forces within the city. First, they lured out our family's only divine realm elder ancestor and ambushed him, then openly plundered and seized our family's resources, causing our family to decline. Those who left the city all died under mysterious circumstances."
Later, we decided to leave Yanfu City, but unexpectedly encountered an attack by a group of masked men on the way. It was during that time, at the last moment, my wife was attacked by a God Soul Realm masked man, and she barely managed to escape with our son Luan Chen and daughter Ji Man, bringing them to Haowu City where they used their remaining spirit stones to buy this house. After that, my wife has been bedridden due to her severe injuries, and it's only during this period that the two children have suffered. The middle-aged beautiful woman stood up and slowly told this story to the benefactor in front of her, occasionally flashing tears, looking like a pitiful beauty with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, so you're Luan Chen, you're Ji Ming!"
"Uh-huh," she replied with two slight nods.
"I recently passed through Haowu City and saw that you two have a commendable filial piety, and your nature is also exceptionally good. Moreover, you haven't yet achieved the Divine Movement Realm, but converting all of your bodily yuan power into divine power makes you suitable to inherit the Lower Immortal lineage."
"What is an immortal?" asked Luan Chen in confusion.
"Immortals, carefree and self-sufficient, knowing fortune and disaster, avoiding cause and effect..." Yang Le immediately lectured them on the essentials of the Daoist way, and with a flash of lightning, he touched each of their foreheads, transmitting to Xun Chen the "Hunyuan Scripture", the "Miaoxin Scripture" and some Daoist techniques for refining instruments.
"Hunyuan Scripture" and "Miaoxin Scripture" are also top-notch immortal family scriptures in the Pangu world. In Yang Le's Witch tribe inheritance, various tribes' scriptures have been collected, of course, not all of them are top-notch scriptures or mysterious divine arts that can enter the eyes of the ancestral witches. Among them, the demonic tribe's scriptures are the most numerous, followed by immortal scriptures, and there are also some scattered repair grandmaster's created scriptures.
Ruan Chen and Ji Ming hastily knelt down at their mother Xin Min's signal, repeatedly calling out "Master!"
Yang Le hastily stopped them, saying: "These Taoist spells and techniques are all top-secret scriptures. In the future, when passing on to disciples, one must examine their character before seriously imparting them. Moreover, this seat is not a person of the immortal path, and this time, imparting the Taoist spells and techniques is also for the sake of fulfilling a wish, so don't call me your master!"
Yang thought for a moment and said, "Forget it!"
Then, in front of Yang Le, there appeared or emanated sharp golden auras of yellow bronze primordial metals, or white mists that froze the surrounding water vapor, shrouding ice chariots, or deep and enchanting soul-absorbing dark soul stones, as well as other rare primordial metals or minerals. There were also two huge pieces of bright yellow primordial copper.
