Hide in The Immortal Cultivation World, Strike Hard in the Martial World - Chapter 347 - 172: I'll Wait for You Outside

A year or two later, Chen Yi was 69 years old.

The Turtle Breathing Technique had improved slightly, almost reaching the third level of Foundation Establishment, and was not far from the threshold of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

His Body Refining Cultivation was steadily progressing, with the Big Dragon in his spine nearing full Refinement. Chen Yi could now store up to 80 layers of Wave Stacking Strength within his spinal marrow.

At his current physical endurance, he could withstand the force of releasing all 80 layers of Strength in one strike,

Which would instantly kill a Great Cultivator in the later stage of Foundation Establishment if it lands a hit.

In terms of melee combat, Chen Yi was doing very well.

As for long-range methods, Chen Yi’s talisman drawing skills had improved significantly. He could draw a few second-tier medium-quality Talisman Scrolls and over a dozen second-tier low-quality ones.

This somewhat made up for Chen Yi’s previous lack of long-range attacks,

As for Magic Attacks, due to the unique characteristic of Turtle Breath Magical Power, Chen Yi had not wasted too much time on learning large-scale offensive spells.

However, he had started exploring Divination, and so far, the results seemed promising.

When it came to Puppets, under the thorough and unreserved teachings of Ma Xiaoqiu, Chen Yi had a basic grasp of the methods to refine Puppets.

However, Liu Emei learned even faster than Chen Yi, which made him wonder if his attention was divided by other things during his learning.

Hence, Chen Yi didn’t expend too much time delving into Puppet Techniques. With Ma Xiaoqiu and Liu Emei around, he had enough Puppets for his needs.

He had now borrowed two second-tier medium-quality large-scale Puppets from Ma Xiaoqiu for long-term use. One was a Flying Bird Type, the full-speed sprint of which was comparable to a Flying Sword of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

However, unlike a Flying Sword, operating a Flying Bird Puppet could consume spirit stones. This did not affect Chen Yi’s ability to cultivate or fight on it,

The other large-scale Puppet was a Turtle Type Puppet that Chen Yi had Ma Xiaoqiu specially customized for him.

It was also mid-stage Foundation Establishment level. Its defense could surpass a top-grade Magical Tool, but was still a bit short compared to a Magic Weapon. If it had enough spirit stones, it could withstand an attack from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator for about fifteen minutes.

Ma Xiaoqiu’s current highest level of Puppet creation was second-tier high-quality, but those materials were too scarce and expensive. Chen Yi couldn’t gather the materials for a second-tier high-quality Puppet in a short time, so these two second-tier medium-quality Puppets had already cost him 5,000 spirit stones.

If he hadn’t traded with Ye Huanhuan again this year and received a gift of respect from Tan Dehang before he died, Chen Yi would have found himself in a tight spot.

One day, while Chen Yi was cultivating, he felt a sudden shift in his Spiritual platform.

He looked up at the southern sky and saw a faint Spiritual Light gradually coming closer.

“We have guests coming, hmm, in about two hours.”

“Emei, brew some tea.”

“Little You, Little Sand Marten, clean up the Cave Mansion.”

The little girl and little marten didn’t know why, but they started to get busy.

Two hours later

A voice came from outside the Array Gate of Little Cold Peak:

“Is Brother Chen there? Zhao Chengyu is visiting!”

“Uncle Chen, my nephew Liu Changsheng requests a meeting!”

However, before the voice had finished, the Array Gate opened, and a young man dressed in a jade green robe slowly flew out from inside,

“Hahaha, Brother Chengyu, long time no see. Congratulations on reaching the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment!”

“And Changsheng, good job, your cultivation level has consolidated nicely.”

Chen Yi greeted the two men into his abode with a hearty laugh.

After many years, Zhao Chengyu had grown somewhat imposing with a small beard growth. As the head of the Zhao Family and a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, he emanated a sense of authority.

Th𝖎𝗌 𝒸h𝗮p𝘵𝓮r 𝙞ʂ pℴ𝗌𝘵ҽ𝗱 b𝗒 𝒦𝑖𝖙𝗲𝕟𝑜ѵ𝗲𝓁

Liu Changsheng looked about 30 years old, bearing a strong resemblance to Liu Huo when he was fishing many years ago. It was no wonder Liu Huo had such high hopes for this son.

“Brother Chen, hmm, after all these years, you still look as young as you did when we were kids, unaged. Among our group, you seem to be living the most leisurely life.”

Zhao Chengyu looked at the snowy peaks and icy scenery, smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, saw a flash of purple marten,

And met Liu Emei who was as chilly as cold water when she entered the Cave Mansion,

She had already brewed the tea and was now inviting Zhao Chengyu and Liu Changsheng to sit down and have some.

“Daoist Zhao, please have some tea.”

“Daoist Liu, let’s drink.”

Liu Emei had known Zhao Chengyu for many years. She used to address him as Elder Zhao, but suddenly began addressing him as Daoist Zhao.

This change surprised Zhao Chengyu, and he took a second look at her. When he did, he was even more taken aback:

“Emei, when did you reach Foundation Establishment?”

Liu Emei remained calm: “A few years ago.”

Upon hearing that Liu Emei had reached the level of Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators, Liu Changsheng who was about to sit down and enjoy the tea was startled. He quickly got up and said hurriedly:

“Senior Liu, please let me do it. I can handle it.”

As he spoke, Liu Changsheng attempted to take over Emei’s task of pouring tea and serving the others.

But Liu Emei did not step aside,

Which left Liu Changsheng at a loss. He looked at Zhao Chengyu and Chen Yi for guidance.

In the end, it was Chen Yi who, with a smile, told Liu Changsheng to sit down:

“Changsheng, sit down. You’re a guest today, no need for this.”

“Emei reached Foundation Establishment a few years ago. I’ve advised her to go establish her own sect, but she insisted on staying here, so I allowed it.

Now come and sit, Emei. Let’s have a talk together.”

“Alright, big brother.”

Liu Emei directed a smile at Chen Yi, looking as beautiful as a solitary red plum blossoming amidst ice.

Zhao Chengyu and Liu Changsheng were quite taken aback. Who knew that Emei had such a beautiful smile?

However, the beauty lasted only for a moment. The next moment, she sat down on the mat behind the tea table, and when she turned her head to face the two, her expression had returned to its usual icy calm.