Longevity starts from having a daughter in old age

138 Chapter 122: Transformation_i

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Whoosh!

Transformed into a half-human, half-shark, Xu Mu was speeding under the water, like a bolt of silver lightning.

The surrounding schools of fish, confronted with this sudden figure, instead of panicking and fleeing in all directions, seemed to be attracted to him and followed him.

“Interesting!”

Xu Mu stopped in his tracks as the schools of fish swam to him on their own accord, staying still in front of him.

He could vaguely sense their intent—it was as if they were offering themselves for him to eat.

This bizarre scene surprised Xu Mu.

“Is this excessive worship of the weak towards the strong, or a law of nature for marine creatures?”

Xu Mu couldn’t comprehend it.

The thoughts of these fishes and shrimps were too simple and couldn’t communicate with him.

Although it was interesting, it was a bit of a hindrance right in front of him.

“Get lost!”

Xu Mu opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and shouted coldly.

His teeth and vocal cords had undergone fascinating changes that allowed him to speak underwater, albeit with a slightly odd tone, more like a unique sound wave frequency.

The sound spread out, and the surrounding schools of fish immediately fled in panic.

By instinct, Xu Mu hid his presence, keeping these fish from bothering him.

“If I had this ability in my previous life, fishing in the sea would be easy!”

With this fleeting thought, Xu Mu started diving towards the seabed, intending to see just how much water pressure this body could withstand.

One hundred meters!

No feeling!

Two hundred meters!

No feeling!

Three hundred meters!

Hmm?

I’ve hit the bottom!

Xu Mu hadn’t expected that the sea area he was in was so shallow.

At three hundred meters deep, he felt no pressure at all; the surrounding seawater seemed non-existent.

Xu Mu tried to retract the bloodline of the phantom thunder silver shark and immediately felt as if his whole body was tied up with sandbags.

“Given the strength of my body, I can clearly feel the pressure. If an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage doesn’t have a magic artifact for protection, they might lose half of their power, and this is just in shallow water!”

According to Xu Mu’s knowledge, the shallowest sea areas where the Sea Race lived were five hundred meters deep; ordinary Qi Cultivators would find it hard to move, let alone fight.

Even at the Foundation Establishment Stage, if they encounter a few Qi Cultivating members of the Sea Race, they would likely be beaten up.

However, the Human Clan was able to survive in these waters and naturally had unique traits, not utterly defenseless.

There were many, many ways to lighten this pressure.

If they really reached such deep sea areas, they wouldn’t be completely helpless either.

Xu Mu wandered around within a hundred-mile radius, and in the end, only found a small sea trench which reached a depth of about four hundred meters.

Through testing, at this depth, even his strength was reduced by ten to twenty percent. Fire skills were largely useless, while thunder skills seemed unaffected.

“No wonder no one cultivates fire attribute martial methods on the sea—it would put one at a significant disadvantage in battle.”

Not just underwater, but even on the water’s surface, it was still disadvantageous.

The water elements on the sea surface were abundantly more than those on land. For skills of the same level, water attributed skills were obviously stronger.

“I was thinking about finding a Sea Clan member to gain some insights, but it looks like that won’t be happening.”

A sea area this shallow was unlikely to have Sea Clan members.

Although the Sea Race enjoyed an abundance of benefits in the water, they were greatly weakened on the sea’s surface. They wouldn’t live in the shallow waters or even enter the upper layer unless forced to.

Just as human cultivators wouldn’t foolishly venture into the deep sea.

If he rashly went to that location, he would be just like a fish on a chopping block.

Although he had not yet tested the limits of his transformation, Xu Mu had no intention of swimming deeper.

Perhaps his current form could interact with the Sea Race and reap great benefits.

However, he temporarily had no shortage of resources, and the purpose of his practice of the Twelve Startle Cicada Skill was merely to alter his aura and conceal his identity.

Since his objective had been achieved, there was no need to invite trouble unnecessarily.

“I’ll go there when I have the opportunity! It’s a pity that I haven’t found a suitable target to test the power of the illusionary thunder!”

Silver lightning flickered in Xu Mu’s hand. The next moment, he threw it at a large octopus that was passing by. As the lightning flashed, the octopus stopped in place, as if it had lost its soul.

Xu Mu went up and patted it lightly, and the octopus promptly woke up and swam away in fright.

It seemed that the silver illusionary thunder served to paralyze one’s soul and cause hallucinations, rather than having any destructive power.

However, it was quite useful as an auxiliary attack; a surprise strike at a critical moment could undoubtedly turn defeat into victory.

But Xu Mu didn’t know the exact strength of the thunder, whether it was effective against those at the Foundation Establishment Stage, or the Golden Core Stage. If it was ineffective, it would be no better than a chicken rib.

The strongest sea beasts in the nearby waters were only of tier three, and therefore he could not test the full power of the illusionary thunder.

With a shake of his head, Xu Mu returned to his residence on Misty Morning Island with a sense of regret.

As Xu Mu, still in his illusionary Silver Shark form, left the sea, he immediately felt suffocated. Each step he took sapped much of his strength.

Even though his skin did not feel pain under the blazing sun, an unspeakable discomfort set in, causing him to feel agitated and restless.

When he circulated the spiritual power within his body, the discomfort lessened somewhat, but it was still unbearable.

“I can endure this, but in such a state, my combat effectiveness would be significantly reduced!”

“However, when compared to human beings entering the deep sea, it is a lot better! This is probably why the Sea Race is stronger than the Human Clan!” Xu Mu thought to himself.

Xu Mu, without masochistic tendencies, decided to transform his body again using the Twelve Startle Cicada Skill after having experienced the sensation of being a member of the Sea Race.

In the end, he only retained his silver hair and sturdy physique. Such a minor transformation did not cause him discomfort.

At the same time, this transformation allowed his aura to change completely. The change brought about by the direct integration of bloodline was not even discernible to a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

This was the profoundness of the Twelve Startle Cicada Skill!

At this point, Xu Mu truly rested easy, as it was now impossible for anyone to find him, no matter what means they employed.

The person he was before had effectively disappeared completely.

Returning to his cave dwelling, Xu Mu set up a transmission formation. Once he confirmed that his women were safe, he proceeded to cultivate peacefully.

Meanwhile, Lian Hongshuang, who had been using the Star Viewing Disk to constantly confirm locations, soon received a message requesting her return. “Sister, are you kidding me? I have been searching for several months and am about to find him, and you’re actually asking me to return?”

Lian Hongshuang was quite dissatisfied with the message she received.

The Star Viewing Disk could only pinpoint a general location, and she would need to search for the exact location herself.

She had searched most of the area in the past few months, with only some remote areas left to be covered.

Only when Qiu Jixing passed on the message did she learn that the Star Viewing Disk had lost the target’s aura.

Only two explanations could account for this situation: cither the target had reached an area where even the Heavenly Spirit Treasure could not sense, or the target had died.

“What a waste! I thought he had great fortune!”

Without thinking much, Lian Hongshuang speculated that Xu Mu must be dead.

Barring the idea that he was elsewhere, the Star Viewing Disk could not have failed to detect him.

Since the person was already dead, there was no need to continue searching. She could not even do so if she wanted to. Left with no other choice, Lian Hongshuang had to return.

And so, a major life-threatening crisis was averted in an intangible way.

At the same time, Xu Mu received a message from Xu Yiren, stating that there was an important matter to discuss and requested his presence urgently.

At first, Xu Mu did not want to go, but after consideration, he thought that this might also be an opportunity.

An opportunity to test the illusionary thunder!

Perhaps he could even take control of the Whale Sea Gang in the process.

Although the Whale Sea Gang was not large in scale, taking control of it might prove useful!

“Save me!”

“Dad! Mom!”

“I don’t want to die…”

“The god will definitely rain down fury; you all will not die a good death!”

Voices cursing, wailing, pleading…all under the blood-colored light screen, gradually went silent.

Completely silent.

Droplets of blood rose slowly from various corners underneath the blood-colored light screen.

One after another, they coalesced into large balls of blood mid-air.

“Two…”

The face of the elderly man surnamed Huo darkened slightly.

The middle-aged woman and the youth surnamed Pan also noticed this.

“Damn it! If that surnamed Bu hadn’t run away, we could have formed three blood balls!”

The middle-aged female Cultivator said indignantly.

Upon hearing her, the face of the elder named Huo grew even grimmer.

However, beneath the blood curtain, the two Blood Method Pills had begun to condense after a series of contractions.

Soon, two pills, the size of a fingertip, that had taken more than half of Mengxing Villa to be produced through a blood sacrifice, had finally formed. Despite his slight frustration, the elder named Huo revealed a hint of pleasant surprise upon seeing the two Blood Method Pills.

“Two top-grade Blood Method Pills!”

“Who could have imagined that merely half of Mengxing Villa could produce a top-grade product… could it be that the Incense-burning Dao Cultivator is hiding here?”

The middle-aged female Cultivator and young Cultivator surnamed Pan revealed excitement on their faces and moved closer.

Meanwhile, the elder named Huo could not wait to reach out for the two Blood Method Pills flying towards him.

But just as his hand was about to touch the Pills, he felt a sudden shock ripple through his body!

He incredulously lowered his head, only to see the tip of a blood-red Mysterious Iron cone decorated with strange patterns pierced through his chest.

No blood flowed from the wound, instead, it was being absorbed by the Mysterious Iron cone.

With the rapid loss of blood, the mana in his Dantian was drained at a terrifying speed.

“Pan Long! What… what are you doing?!”

The late-reacting middle-aged female Cultivator watched in shock at the sudden change unfolding right before her eyes.

‘Pan Long’ gently pulled out the Mysterious Iron Cone, pushed the elder named Huo to the ground, turned around, opened his hand and revealed an indescribable smile to the female Cultivator:

“You also saw it… there are only two Blood Method Pills, do you really think this old goat would share them with us?”

“I…”

The middle-aged female Cultivator couldn’t help but look at the fallen elder with hesitation.

While the elderly Huo, lying on the ground, struggled to move. His hair was visibly whitening and withering at an alarming speed. He tried to say something and pointed at Pan Long, but in the end, he could not utter a word. His arm dropped weakly.

His eyes were filled with shock and puzzlement until his last breath.

The middle-aged female Cultivator quickly realized that something was off:

“Your magic tool is not… you are not Pan…”

“Hiss!”

The Mysterious Iron Cone was thrown out and plunged into the female Cultivator’s throat, creating a large hole.

“You guessed it right.”

‘Pan Long’ laughed: “Unfortunately, there’s no reward.”

An Ocher Nail fell out weakly from the woman’s tongue. ‘Pan Long’ did not hesitate to place it into his Storage Bag.

He then went and collected several Storage Bags from the woman’s body.

“Quite the haul.”

Pan Long’, rejoicing in his victory, patted the woman’s uncloseable eyes lightly.

Afterwards, he went over to the elder named Huo. After searching him, he found a gleaming eyeball hidden beneath the elder’s body.

“The old goat had another trick up his sleeve!”

‘Pan Long’ picked up the eyeball and his face turned grim.

That eyeball was the one the elder named Huo was using earlier to record ‘its’ every observation.

He originally planned to take this eyeball to the Tianmen Cult to claim his Merit.

However, he didn’t expect that the elder named Huo had secretly recorded everything.

It looks like… I have to find some old acquaintances now… Alas, it’s not my fault, the statues are lost and there are no sutras…”

‘Pan Long’, either boasting or out of habit, chuckled and put away the Storage Bag of the elder named Huo.

Only after dealing with everything, he leisurely stood up. He looked at two top-grade Blood Method Pills in the gradually fading Blood Curtain, flying up and down, seeming a bit lost.

“What a treasure, it was well worth my sacrifice…”

Pan Long’ licked his lips, stretched out his hand, and activated the array flag.

Soon, the Blood Curtain collapsed, and the two Blood Method Pills flew out quickly.

And then fell into his hand…

“Hiss!”

‘Pan Long’ perceived a shadow streaking past!

The two Blood Method Pills he was about to hold disappeared instantly!

He was horrified!

He hurriedly summoned the mana in his body, a flying Magic Tool instantly flew out of the Storage Bag, trying to escape with him.

But before the Magic Tool could take off, it was shattered by a shadowy figure!

“Who is it?!”

Pan Long was terrified, and he hurriedly landed.

With the blood-red Mysterious Iron Cone in his hand, he tried to make a sweeping attack all around him, but it was all in vain.

The opponent’s figure finally appeared.

A haughty Spirit Chicken, half a man tall, with a touch of ruthlessness in its eyes, stood atop a nearby building, coldly looking down at him!

“To-, top-grade Spirit Chicken?!”

‘Pan Long’ looked shocked.

Yet he soon realized, this was just the beginning.

Shortly, a top-grade Spirit Chicken covered in black and emitting multicolored light walked over in a leisurely manner.

Then, an upper-graded Spirit Chicken… two top-graded Spirit Turtles, six upper-graded Spirit Turtles…

‘Pan Long’s’ face turned pale!

He couldn’t help but look around:

“Who are you? With so many top-grade Spirit Beasts, even if you’re not a Master of Foundation Establishment, you must be a Stage X Qi Refining Cultivator. Why don’t you show yourself?”

Soon after.

A voice was heard from the darkness that caused him to tremble:

“Thirteen, knock him out.”

Could it be him?!