Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 195

He Jin-chuan’s figure was as swift as lightning, and in a few leaps, he had already arrived in front of the broken alchemical furnace.

His eyes gleamed as he peered into the broken alchemical furnace, and he saw a pile of fine sandy substance reflecting a faint blue light and emitting a rich fragrance at its very center.

“There’s so much?!”

He Jin-chuan was ecstatic. According to the market’s dosage for “Refined Dust Powder,” there were at least twenty doses in this broken alchemical furnace!

He brushed his hand over the storage bag at his waist, took out a wooden box, and then, with a surge of spiritual power, swept all the “Refined Dust Powder” inside the broken alchemical furnace into the wooden box. Finally, he put the wooden box back into his storage bag.

Just then, a violent tremor echoed throughout the entire space.

With rumbling sounds, the silver sand beneath the six iron chain bridges on the outer side suddenly churned and boiled like hot oil, surging like a tide and rapidly spreading onto the chessboard where everyone was standing.

The silver sand shimmered with an eerie light, emitting a chilling aura that sent shivers down one’s spine. It was clear at a glance that anyone who got close to it would meet a terrible end.

At this moment, the only way out was through the six iron chain bridges.

“Junior Sister Ji, quick, let’s go!”

He Jin-chuan reacted immediately, swiftly ran to Song Ling’s side, grabbed his hand, and ran towards one of the iron chain bridges.

However…

He Jin-chuan successfully stepped onto the iron chain bridge, but Song Ling was directly repelled by an unknown force.

“This is…”

When everyone saw this scene, their pupils constricted.

They immediately realized that perhaps only one person could step onto each iron chain bridge.

Now, excluding Shi Kang, whom He Jin-chuan had killed, there were seven of them left, but there were only six iron chain bridges. This meant that one person was destined to be unable to board an iron chain bridge and would remain on the chessboard to be devoured by the silver sand!

Thinking of this, everyone immediately put aside their previous grievances and rushed towards their chosen iron chain bridge!

“Damn it! Open up!!”

The gloomy young man, restricted by Cai Jun-xiang’s “Slowdown Talisman,” turned pale as he watched the surging silver sand. He exerted all his strength and finally, just an instant before being swallowed, he exhausted the last trace of spiritual power from the “Slowdown Talisman.” He instantly rushed towards the nearest iron chain bridge!

Ma Si-qi also chose this iron chain bridge.

“Get out of my way!!”

The gloomy young man formed hand seals and directly unleashed his strongest spell—Bone Echoing Wind!

A faint buzzing suddenly echoed in Ma Si-qi’s ears, and the golden-embroidered hem of her skirt fluttered without wind. She saw spiral-shaped air currents coiling around the gloomy young man’s ten fingers, and those grayish-green winds vibrated at a strange frequency—that was the resonance of human bones!

“Crack!”

A molar, streaked with blood, burst from her mouth. The pristine tooth shattered into dust in the air.

If this continued, she would die.

Fear flashed in Ma Si-qi’s eyes, and she immediately conjured her magic tool. Several green vines grew out of thin air, wildly dancing around her body, but…

It was useless!

“Snap!”

A crisp sound came from within her body—the sound of a broken rib!

Ma Si-qi gritted her teeth and formed hand seals. The green vines wildly dancing around her body inflated rapidly like balloons being blown up, finally exploding with a bang. The violent energy explosion stirred up all the surrounding air currents, forcibly stopping the gloomy young man’s spell.

“Pfft!”

Ma Si-qi spat out a mouthful of blood and glared resentfully at the gloomy young man. She dared not contend with him any longer and instead rushed towards Song Ling’s direction.

“Junior Sister Ji, quick, get on the bridge!”

He Jin-chuan urged anxiously when he saw this.

With Song Ling’s weak and kind nature and his meager combat power, consisting only of healing spells, even if Ma Si-qi was injured at this moment, it would be difficult for Song Ling to be her opponent. The only way was to get on the iron chain bridge first.

Unfortunately, Song Ling seemed to be stunned. It took him several breaths to react and run towards the iron chain bridge. However, Ma Si-qi had already arrived near him. When rivals meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins!

“You can stay with this sand forever!”

A smile tugged at Ma Si-qi’s lips. She formed a hand seal and cast a basic fire spell towards Song Ling, intending to blast him into the gradually spreading silver sand.

At the critical moment, a tall figure appeared in front of Song Ling, blocking the attack for him.

“Junior Sister Ji, go to my bridge. Leave this place to me.”

He Jin-chuan stood with his back to Song Ling, his voice clear.

Song Ling was stunned for a moment, then gratitude and anxiety flashed in his eyes, “Senior Brother He, you…”

“No time, hurry!”

He Jin-chuan’s tone was unquestionable. He stared at Ma Si-qi, spiritual power surging around him.

Song Ling bit his lip, finally nodded, and turned to quickly run towards the iron chain bridge He Jin-chuan had been on earlier.

Seeing Song Ling successfully board the bridge, He Jin-chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, without another word, he directly conjured his white jade short ruler and attacked Ma Si-qi.

Ma Si-qi saw this and despair appeared in her eyes.

He Jin-chuan’s cultivation was already higher than hers, not to mention that her magic tool had been severely damaged earlier while breaking the gloomy young man’s spell and was temporarily unusable. At this moment, it seemed she had only one path: defeat and death…

“Why?! I am like Ji Qing-yuan, and like her, I just met you. Why do you save her and kill me?!!”

Ma Si-qi roared in despair and anger.

“Because Junior Sister Ji is kind, unlike your malicious self.”

He Jin-chuan said coldly, controlling the white jade short ruler to transform into a giant illusory figure, which slammed down on Ma Si-qi!

Ma Si-qi, deceased.

He Jin-chuan glanced at the silver sand that was almost submerging the entire black and white chessboard, then leaped onto the iron chain bridge and ran forward.

…

After venturing a certain distance along the iron chain bridge, a thick white mist enveloped the surroundings, making it impossible to see the figures on other iron chain bridges. It was as if the entire world was left with only oneself, appearing incredibly desolate.

Song Ling, dressed in a light pink embroidered butterfly dress with a gently fluttering skirt, and wearing satin embroidered shoes adorned with pearls, walked gracefully and lightly on the iron chain bridge.

He looked up and saw the glazed green lamp that had been hanging high above since everyone entered the cave mansion.

At this moment, it still hung high in the hazy mist, like a bright eye observing everything happening below.

“If there truly is an observer, then I hope the little useless character I’m playing will satisfy you…”

Song Ling’s gaze was calm as he pondered inwardly.

The so-called inherited cave mansion left by a Foundation Establishment cultivator felt increasingly strange the longer he stayed.

If it were truly a benevolent act for a friend’s junior disciple to receive an inheritance, why would such a deadly obstacle as the iron chain bridge be set up, where someone was bound to die…

Either this Foundation Establishment cultivator deceived his friends, or these friends were well aware of what was going to happen inside this cave mansion…

No matter which it was, this place was certainly not a benevolent one.

What Song Ling could rely on now was his truly hidden cultivation and personality.

He had to maintain it until the final outcome was revealed.

Song Ling continued along the iron chain bridge. The surrounding mist grew thicker and thicker, as if even time was swallowed by this mist, making it difficult to distinguish between past and future.

Finally, when the mist was so thick that he could barely see his hand in front of his face, Song Ling took a step forward, and all the mist in front of him vanished, revealing a wide pier by an underground dark river, where He Jin-chuan and five others were already standing.

Looking back, the thick mist behind them seemed to be blocked by an invisible and intangible transparent wall, with a smooth cross-section, clearly separating the two sides.

“Junior Sister Ji!”

He Jin-chuan’s face lit up with joy when he saw Song Ling emerge.

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