Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1179: Chapter 91 Exposure Chapter 1179: Chapter 91 Exposure The old man furrowed his brows.

His spiritual mind swept over the soil and trees below again and again…

But he had no harvest to show for it.

“There’s no one here, nor any spirit beasts, so in that case…”

The old man gently patted the Five-Coloured Divine Deer he sat upon.

The deer lifted its head slightly and then softly emitted a cry of a deer.

Immediately an almost tangible ripple spread rapidly from the Divine Deer’s mouth in all directions!

Upon touching the ground, the earth instantly overturned.

Upon touching the bushes and forests, the trees shook through and through.

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Upon touching the lake, it too began to ripple…

“Yo—”

The cry of the deer suddenly reverberated.

The old man’s expression changed slightly as if he had understood the Divine Deer’s message:

“There’s something under the lake?”

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He hadn’t even had a chance to react.

Suddenly, huge dragon-headed vines surged out of the water below, quickly enveloping the surroundings and reaching toward the old man, as if covering the sky!

They completely obscured his entire field of vision!

“Wood Dao Divine Skills… Creation of Vine Dragon?!”

“Are you… from the Longevity Sect?!”

The old man’s complexion underwent a drastic change.

His eyes flashed with disbelief.

The Divine Deer beneath him also showed a vigilant and grave expression.

But despite their shock, neither person nor deer fell into disarray.

Once again, the Divine Deer raised its head and let out a resonant cry.

At the same time, the old man didn’t hesitate to wave his sleeve!

In the blink of an eye, a Ghost-eyed Chi that had already grown a pair of horns whooshed out from his sleeve, inflated upon meeting the wind, clawed ferociously, and roared angrily.

It quickly positioned itself under both the old man and Divine Deer for protection.

The old man also drew a bone flute and placed it to his lips.

The flute’s melody was lingering.

In an instant.

Both the deer and the dragon swelled in size!

The humongous dragon-headed vines were rapidly torn apart by the deer and the dragon.

However, to the old man’s dismay, the moment one layer of vines was shredded, the outer vines seemed completely unaffected and swiftly converged around them again!

Through the gap, he could vaguely see a group of figures quickly scattering and fleeing.

One of them, a large-headed figure, also rapidly fled towards the distance.

This shook the old man’s heart!

“Zhong Qiu was right!

There indeed is something wrong here!”

“Could this large-headed cultivator be the Rogue Cultivator that Zhong Qiu mentioned before, the one who stole a Dao Secret, Master Guan?”

An assumption flashed through the old man’s mind almost instantly.

He had inquired about everything in great detail after coming to Sen State.

Having managed to snatch the Dao Secret from the cultivators of the grand sects, his cultivation base was exceptional, and the old man had been aware of him.

Thus, he had his suspicions at once.

“He’s hiding here, yet there’s a high-ranking person from the Longevity Sect intervening; why would they be mixed up together?”

“And who is this person from the Longevity Sect?”

The old man’s mind was filled with myriad thoughts.

Although the opponent had directly revealed the signature Divine Skill of the Longevity Sect, the mana, soul, and even the aura of the Dao Domain were hidden extremely well.

Even as they clashed, he was still completely unable to discern the opponent’s identity.

“This person’s cultivation base is far above mine… but I reckon the situation arose suddenly, and they had to act in haste.

No good!

They’re using their killing move!”

Innumerable dragon-headed vines intertwined and converged, and numerous exaggerated thorns rapidly grew out of the vines.

The thorns were so sharp that even the Fifth-order Ghost-eyed Chi Dragon dared not confront them head-on, continuously retreating.

With every collision, there was a faint distortion in space.

The old man’s heart sank:

“Do they want to trap me?

Or… kill me?”

The Longevity Sect cultivator, in hiding on the border of the three states, was clearly much stronger than he was, and by not revealing their own aura, it was obvious they wanted to continue masking their identity.

Having inadvertently broken through their cover, he had inevitably become a thorn in the side for the opponent.

With a thought, he almost instantly tried to use the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone.

However, as expected, the message function of the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone had been severed by the opponent.

The old man’s mood became even heavier:

“They even know how to sever the connection of the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone, they must be from the Longevity Sect indeed!”

The Three Sects and One Clan originally came from the same lineage, all possessing the methods to forge and use Spirit Rhinoceros Stones.

Since the opponent could deploy the unique Divine Skill of the Longevity Sect and knew exactly how to block communications with the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone, they were almost certainly from the Longevity Sect.

This made him abandon the last bit of wishful thinking.

“This time, it seems I have to fight for my life!”

The old man’s eyes quietly sharpened.

What he didn’t know was that, at that moment, in the lake below,

a figure was fuming with rage:

“Damn it!

Wasn’t Du Wei supposed to be lured to the South Sea?

Why has he come here!”

While cursing, he also had to exert all his power to control the Divine Skill above.

The opponent himself was of ordinary strength, but the two Fifth-order divine beasts he commanded were far from ordinary; even without revealing his identity, he had to be cautious in dealing with them.

Across from him, the rippling lake light fell on the face of a middle-aged scholar-like cultivator but didn’t elicit the slightest ripple.

The cultivators who had been darting around earlier had already fled, leaving behind nothing but chaos and several Magic Tools still in the process of being refined.

Within those Magic Tools, one could vaguely see the bodies of cultivators undulating slowly in unknown Spiritual Liquid.

The middle-aged scholar-like cultivator walked past each Magic Tool, operating the mana in each with a composed and unhurried manner.

It was as if the clash outside didn’t affect him in the slightest.

“Why have you not left yet?!”

The figure looked back briefly and was surprised to see the middle-aged cultivator still there, then couldn’t help but angrily ask.