Cultivating Immortality for a Thousand Years, My Full-Level Cultivation Returns

An invincible Celestial Emperor is reborn in his youth. Looking at the future Empress before him, along with his several senior sisters... Chen Xiu smiles!

Since Heaven has given him a second...

Chapter 6: This injection will surely kill!

"I am Master's tenth disciple..."

"Apart from our eldest sister, who is a true cultivator, the other eight of us are just ordinary people!"

"It's still early, so I'll go find Seventh Senior Sister!"

Having made up his mind, Chen Xiu found an open space, sat cross-legged, and began to breathe deeply.

Instantly, the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards Chen Xiu's body like a vast ocean embracing all rivers...

A full hour later, Chen Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming: "The spiritual energy on Earth is too thin; it actually took so long!"

Then, he took out boxes of century-old medicinal herbs.

Unlike traditional alchemists, Chen Xiu didn't need a furnace at all. Instead, he gathered spiritual energy in his left hand and shouted, "Samadhi True Fire!"

boom!

A ball of three-colored flame appeared in Chen Xiu's hand.

Then, Chen Xiu pointed at the medicinal herbs with his right hand, causing them to automatically fall into the Samadhi True Fire one by one.

One by one, the medicinal herbs were instantly burned to ashes by the Samadhi True Fire, leaving behind drops of transparent medicinal essence that were indistinguishable to the naked eye.

These medicinal essences were enveloped by the Samadhi True Fire, and then slowly condensed together...

As the amount of medicinal herbs increases, the volume of the medicinal essence also gradually increases.

When all seven boxes of medicinal herbs had burned to ashes, the essence of the medicine in the flames was already the size of an adult's fist.

"point!"

Chen Xiu gave a soft shout, and instantly, the medicinal essence split into tiny, Maltesers-sized pieces.

The liquid slowly turned into a solid, solidifying into a real elixir.

"Thirty pills were refined in one go, not bad."

A smile appeared on Chen Xiu's face as he put away the pills. "If you're helping Seventh Senior Sister, three pills should be enough!"

Then, he walked to the street and hailed a taxi.

After getting into the car, Chen Xiu said directly, "To the Murong family."

Which Murong family?

The taxi driver was slightly taken aback, clearly not understanding where Chen Xiu wanted to go.

"Hmm... Murong Manor."

Chen Xiu said.

Now the driver understood where to go, because there was only one Murong Manor in the entire Donghai City!

Half an hour later, the car stopped near the entrance of Murong Manor.

This is an incredibly luxurious manor, covering an area of ​​over 10,000 square meters, but the two stone lions crouching at the entrance are over two meters tall.

The driver certainly didn't dare to stop the car at the main entrance of Murong Manor. "We've arrived. The fare is 42 yuan."

Keep the change, please.

Chen Xiu tossed down a hundred-yuan bill and got off the bus.

Standing at the entrance of Murong Manor, Chen Xiu pondered how to get in!

He came to help Old Master Murong with his illness; sneaking in or forcing his way in wouldn't be a good idea...

Just as Chen Xiu was pondering what to do, a black minivan pulled up at the door.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a black suit stepped out. He then said, "Dr. Zhao, let's go in quickly. The old man's condition is not optimistic!"

"good……"

Following closely behind was an elderly doctor with white hair and beard, who appeared to be around seventy years old.

Although the old doctor was advanced in years, he had a ruddy complexion, spoke in a loud voice, and even got out of the car with great agility.

Behind the old doctor was a young man carrying a medicine box, who was probably his assistant.

As soon as the group got out of the car, two servants came out of Murong Manor. They opened the gate and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, saying, "Second Master."

However, the middle-aged man ignored him and quickly led the old doctor into the villa.

Chen Xiu's eyes flickered, and he quickly followed.

The servant assumed that Chen Xiu had come with the old doctor, so instead of stopping him, he smiled respectfully at Chen Xiu.

"Oh."

Chen Xiu responded with an innocent smile.

This villa is in a classic Chinese style, with pavilions and rockeries in the courtyard. The rocks are simple and grand, the stream is clear, and the flowers are clustered and lush, making it very beautiful.

After walking through a courtyard that stretched for dozens of meters, the group arrived at the old man's bedroom.

There were many people in the room, all gathered around a bed, looking at Old Master Murong with worried expressions.

The old man was over eighty years old. He was no longer tall and was even somewhat thin. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and an oxygen tube inserted into his nose.

"Dr. Zhao, please come quickly!"

The middle-aged man in the black suit spoke first; he was none other than Murong Shaobo, the current head of the Murong family.

Those currently inside the house, besides medical staff, are all key members of the Murong family…

Murong Shuang was naturally included!

This woman in her early twenties had a classically beautiful face, her features as if painted, instantly attracting Chen Xiu's attention.

Even before embarking on the path of cultivation, the Seventh Senior Sister already possessed such a pure and refined temperament, resembling a beautiful fairy, radiant and captivating.

However, a faint trace of sorrow lingered on her face…

While Dr. Zhao was taking the old man's pulse, Chen Xiu secretly slipped behind Murong Shuang.

"Seven... Miss Murong."

Chen Xiu gently tapped Murong Shuang's shoulder from behind.

"Um?"

Murong Shuang turned around and saw that the person who had called her was a strange young man. A look of doubt appeared on her cool, oval face. "Are you a disciple of Doctor Zhao?"

"Old Zhao can't save your grandfather, I'll have to step in!"

Chen Xiu pulled Murong Shuang aside and said, "They can't save your grandfather. They only want to seize the family fortune. You'll have a terrible life from now on..."

Before Chen Xiu could finish speaking, Murong Shuang interrupted him warily: "Why should I believe you!"

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