Cultivating To Immortality

"Fellow Daoist, it seems your talismans aren't quite enough," Fang Hong couldn't help but tease, then mercilessly killed the burly man in blue.

With a casual wave, he sealed the burly man in blue's corpse and soul into the years pearl, not immediately bringing out the demon gourd and demon soul banner.

After all, this was the internal space of the Demon Suppression Hall, and he didn't know if the Eastern Luo Sect's Golden Immortal Elder was secretly observing the assessment's progress.

Caution was the best policy; it wouldn't be too late to deal with the corpse after the assessment ended and he left this place.

Fang Hong began to inspect the burly man in blue's storage ring, and a hint of surprise immediately flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, there were many good things inside; just Immortal Stones alone amounted to one hundred thousand. He truly lived up to his reputation as a talisman Master, with a rich family background.

Besides this considerable sum of Immortal Stones, Fang Hong also found two Second-Grade Immortal Artifacts and an ancient beast hide in the storage ring.

Leaving the Immortal Artifacts aside for now, the beast hide recorded many talismans, and Fang Hong immediately spotted the Ice Serpent talisman's talisman.

What surprised him even more was that the beast hide also recorded the talisman for a Fourth-Grade Immortal talisman.

Fang Hong was secretly delighted; this was the greatest gain from this kill.

The power of a Fourth-Grade Immortal talisman was enough to directly heavily injure an Early Stage Golden Immortal Cultivator, serving as a weapon for self-preservation and killing enemies at critical moments.

Once this assessment was completely over, he definitely had to take the time to thoroughly study the method for drawing this Fourth-Grade Immortal talisman.

Afterward, Fang Hong took out the burly man in blue's identity token and, after injecting a trace of Immortal Qi, two light screens appeared on the token.

It turned out the burly man in blue's name was Xu Fei, and below it was marked his assessment ranking as nineteenth.

This ranking was already quite good among the many cultivators participating in the assessment, enough to prove that Xu Fei's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

With Xu Fei's True Immortal Tenth-layer cultivation and his ability as a talisman Master, as long as he proceeded cautiously, he had a great chance of breaking into the top ten of the assessment.

However, he insisted on proactively seeking out and provoking Fang Hong, so this outcome could only be attributed to his insatiable greed.

Fang Hong immediately transferred Xu Fei's Karma value. According to the assessment rules, killing a cultivator allowed one to transfer one-third of the opponent's Karma value.

The Karma value from Xu Fei's identity token continuously poured into Fang Hong's token, and Fang Hong's Karma value instantly surged by a large margin.

Calculating the time, there were still two days left in the assessment. Based on his current Karma value, maintaining the first-place position in the assessment shouldn't be a problem.

Putting away the identity token and storage ring, Fang Hong sped towards the Town of Death, to see if he could encounter more cultivators.

Hunting cultivators could just right be fed to the demon gourd to refine into Immortal Pills, which could both enhance his strength and solidify his ranking—killing two birds with one stone.

Several hours later, Fang Hong's figure appeared at the entrance of the Town of Death.

Looking around, the entire town was desolate and dilapidated, countless tall buildings had long since collapsed, and broken walls and ruins were visible everywhere on the streets.

The sky here was even gloomier than in the Demon Forest, and the entire town exuded a deathly silence, like a place where the undead resided, which was why it was called the Town of Death.

Soon after Fang Hong stepped into the town area, a crying plea for help suddenly entered his ear.

"Fellow Daoist, help me."

Fang Hong looked in the direction of the sound, only to see two black-clothed women flying frantically towards him from a distance on the town's main road.

Their faces were filled with terror, seemingly being chased by something terrifying.

Not far behind them, two tall, gray-clothed strongmen were in hot pursuit, with playful smiles on their faces.

These two black-clothed women were beautiful, and coupled with their voluptuous and graceful figures, they were considered rare beauties.

Even stranger was that their appearances were almost identical, indicating they were likely a pair of twin sisters, both with True Immortal Sixth-layer cultivation.

As for the two gray-clothed strongmen in pursuit, the one on the left had a knife scar on his face, while the one on the right had a square face and wide mouth with sharp eyes.

Both had reached True Immortal Eighth-layer cultivation, and their aura was stable, clearly indicating they still had strength to spare; they were completely toying with the women they were chasing.

"Hehehe. Little beauties, stop running, just accept your fate."

"With your cultivation, you can't escape our grasp. Why not stop and let us brothers enjoy ourselves? Maybe we'll even spare your lives."

The square-faced strongman licked his lips, a lewd smile on his face.

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, don't meddle."

"This is between us and these two little beauties. If you dare to interfere, we'll kill you too."

The scar-faced strongman, seeing that Fang Hong's aura was only True Immortal Seventh-layer, immediately glared fiercely and shouted.

"This handsome Young Master, please help us."

"Our sisters are truly at our wit's end. Once we are out of danger, we are willing to serve Young Master well to repay your life-saving grace." One of the black-clothed women hurriedly said.

Just as the two black-clothed women were about to reach Fang Hong, he suddenly raised his right hand, and two pitch-black bolts of lightning suddenly lit up at his fingertips.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of electricity, two Nirvana Divine Thunders burst forth without warning, shooting directly towards the approaching black-clothed women.

Fang Hong's speed was too fast, too unexpected, so much so that the two black-clothed women had no time to react before the divine thunder had already pierced through their heads.

"Ugh."

The two women's eyes widened, filled with terror, unable to even let out a scream before their bodies fell straight from the sky.

They continued to tremble after landing on the ground, the Nirvana Divine Thunder spreading wildly within their bodies, rapidly devouring their life force wherever it went.

"Wan'er."

"Xia."

After the two black-clothed women fell from the sky, the two strongmen who had been in hot pursuit suddenly changed their expressions, roaring in unison, completely different from their previous lewd expressions.

"Wan'er? Xia? So that's it, you four are a team."

"You wanted these two women to pretend to be weak to approach me, and then ambush me when I let my guard down." Fang Hong finally understood the truth.

How could a True Immortal Sixth-layer Cultivator facing a True Immortal Eighth-layer chase last so long?

The two strongmen rushed to their respective Dao Companions, picked them up, and found only a faint trace of Qi remaining.

They quickly took out their best medicinal pills, trying to save their lives.

But the Nirvana Divine Thunder had already invaded the women's limbs and bones, completely destroying their life force, and the medicinal pills had no effect whatsoever.

Watching their Dao Companions gradually lose warmth in their arms, the two strongmen could no longer suppress the anger in their hearts. They suddenly looked up, staring intently at Fang Hong.

Just as Fang Hong had guessed, the four of them had indeed planned this in advance.

Whenever they encountered a lone cultivator, Wan'er and Xia would step forward, using their outstanding beauty and delicate demeanor to gain the other party's sympathy, luring them into letting down their guard.

When the other party lowered their guard and prepared to help, the scar-faced man and the square-faced man would suddenly attack, ambushing them together, taking down the target with the least cost.