A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 63

“Oh, I didn’t expect you to make a move.”

Seeing Lin Zixin appear before Wu Yifan to block the attack, the messenger from the Blood Soul Sect couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise on his face. After all, he had just witnessed Lin Zixin pursuing Wu Yifan, acting as if they were sworn enemies, yet here she was stepping in to help him.

Of course, the messenger had not used much of his strength in this attack because he intended to severely injure Wu Yifan without killing him. Otherwise, if he had been serious, Wu Yifan would likely have already been dead.

Wu Hao: Are you serious?

What nobody at the scene knew was that Wu Hao had already left many protective measures on Wu Yifan, as long as that attack could indeed kill him; otherwise, these measures would not trigger. After all, what kind of Child of Destiny always had everything going in his favor? He needed to face some setbacks.

“Hmph, we righteous cultivators are different from you demonic cultivators. If we infight in this situation, wouldn’t that just make us a laughingstock for you demonic cultivators?”

Lin Zixin burst with an extraordinarily powerful aura, although in the eyes of the Blood Soul Sect messenger, it still wasn’t enough.

As the Holy Maiden most likely to break through to Great Emperor in the Roushui Holy Land in a million years, Lin Zixin naturally had a special physique, known as the Mysterious Yin Holy Body. This legendary physique brings numerous benefits when practiced together with men, and without rupturing her body, her cultivation speed was also significantly faster than ordinary people.

“Interesting, but to me, one or two doesn’t make a difference. I still need to quickly take you both down to avoid further complications.”

The Blood Soul Sect messenger shook his head, then suddenly launched an attack toward Lin Zixin and Wu Yifan.

In this life-or-death situation, Lin Zixin and Wu Yifan could not afford to worry about anything else; the most important thing now was to hold out against the Blood Soul Sect messenger.

“Hold out for an hour. I have informed the Holy Lord, and he will need an hour to arrive.”

Lin Zixin communicated to Wu Yifan. As long as they could withstand the Blood Soul Sect messenger for an hour, they would survive.

Hearing Lin Zixin’s transmission, a bitter smile appeared on Wu Yifan’s face.

Holding out for an hour?

Is Lin Zixin joking? The Blood Soul Sect messenger in front of them is at Quasi-Emperor Peak. Together, they can barely contend with a weakling at Intermediate Stage; can they really last for an hour?

But now, even if they couldn’t hold on, they had no choice but to try. They could at least spread the news of their situation, hoping that the top forces in the Western Region or the people from Thunderclap Holy Land would discover them.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t last even a quarter of an hour.

However, this time the Blood Soul Sect messenger had clearly learned from his previous failure. Before he made his move, he had already set up a barrier formation around them to prevent any commotion from getting out.

“I’ll hold him off directly; you support me from the side!”

Wu Yifan glanced at Lin Zixin and resolutely charged at the Blood Soul Sect messenger, leaving Lin Zixin no time to intervene.

As Wu Yifan rushed towards him, the Blood Soul Sect messenger’s face flashed with a look of disdain. A mere Saint King Peak was nothing to fear.

Seeing Wu Yifan throw a powerful punch, the Blood Soul Sect messenger also threw a punch, wanting Wu Yifan to understand that an ant should act like an ant. He wasn’t using all his strength simply because he wanted to keep Wu Yifan alive to refine the Blood Emperor Pill.

But just as their fists collided, a terrifying force erupted from Wu Yifan, leaving the Blood Soul Sect messenger looking shocked.

Before he could react, he was directly knocked back several steps by Wu Yifan’s punch.

Watching this unfold, Lin Zixin felt a slight shock; clearly, she hadn’t expected Wu Yifan to still have some hidden strength.

“How is this possible? Aren’t you just a mere Saint King Peak?”

As the Blood Soul Sect messenger finished speaking, Wu Yifan broke through his bottleneck, and his aura surged past the peak of the Saint Realm, stepping into the Supreme Realm.

Moreover, after breaking into the Supreme Realm, Wu Yifan’s aura showed no sign of stopping; it continued to rise.

Supreme Intermediate, Late Stage, Peak.

It only came to a slow halt once he reached Supreme Peak.

“The real battle starts now!”

Wu Yifan looked at the Blood Soul Sect messenger in front of him, feeling his fighting spirit rise steadily.

The next moment, Wu Yifan took the initiative to charge towards the Blood Soul Sect messenger. With his realm having reached Supreme Peak and his physical body being invincible at this level, he unleashed his full power. Coupled with Lin Zixin’s remarkable cooperation beside him, the two of them surprisingly managed to keep the Blood Soul Sect messenger at bay for a moment.

However, as time passed, the Blood Soul Sect messenger began to notice something peculiar: the aura emanating from Wu Yifan was gradually weakening. Although the decline was slow, it was indeed happening.

“Kid, it seems you’ve drawn on a forbidden technique to achieve a temporary breakthrough to Supreme Peak, but it looks like you can’t hold out for long.”

The Blood Soul Sect messenger’s guess was correct. In this situation, Wu Yifan had no choice but to catch the Blood Soul Sect messenger off guard from the very start, breaking through to the Supreme Realm in that instant of confrontation, and then using a forbidden technique to temporarily push himself to Supreme Peak.

Otherwise, they would not have been able to hold on for this long. However, forbidden techniques come with aftereffects, and the longer they are used with greater power, the more terrifying the backlash will be.

But at this moment, Wu Yifan could not afford to think about that. He had already learned from his Great Grandfather about the Blood Soul Sect messenger’s objective and could roughly guess that the messenger before him intended to capture him to refine the Blood Emperor Pill.

Wu Yifan was unwilling to die while being turned into the Blood Emperor Pill; he would much rather die fighting against the Demonic Cultivator.

Lin Zixin, upon hearing the Blood Soul Sect messenger’s words, couldn’t help but show a hint of worry in her gaze towards Wu Yifan. Yet she also realized that beyond this method, they wouldn’t be able to hold out until Lin Shuirou arrived.

All they could do now was hope that Lin Shuirou already knew the news and was on her way.

Meanwhile, after learning about the situation with Lin Zixin, Lin Shuirou wasted no time and set off towards the Western Region with the Imperial Weapon from the Roushui Holy Land.

Before departing, she informed Lei Wanyun to head to Lin Zixin’s side first. Since Lei Wanyun was in the Western Region, he would definitely arrive there before she did, thus increasing Lin Zixin’s chances of being rescued.

“Damn Demonic Cultivator, you better pray my daughter is safe; otherwise, I, Lin Shuirou, will stop at nothing to eliminate all Demonic Cultivators in the world!” Lin Shuirou thought furiously, and as this thought crossed her mind, she couldn’t help but quicken her pace.

PS: I’m really out of ideas, so I’m collecting names. Please suggest nice names for the Child of Destiny and use any ugly ones as names for ordinary people from the Wu Family.