Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits

Seeing the disciples of the Immortal Palace being beat to retreat, the Nascent Soul Realm True Monarch Elder showed a slight change in his complexion and said, “Uncle Master Gu, Daozi Shaokun is injured!”

In front of him, an old man with slightly white hair and a somewhat old appearance was calm and natural. Even after witnessing the defeat and retreat of the warrior Daozi from the Immortal Palace, he was undeterred.

“He’s just injured, he didn’t die, why are you panicking?” The old man scolded indifferently.

The Nascent Soul Elder trembled, quickly bowing his head and saying, “You’re right to chastise me, Uncle Master.”

Gu Zhen Tong remained composed. After seeing his younger generation fleeing, his gaze moved away from him and landed on Luo Qianyu and Taoist Qingquan who intervened, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Gu Zhen Tong asked, “Where do these two girls come from?”

The Nascent Soul True Monarch Elder recognised the identities of Luo Qianyu and Taoist Qingquan, and replied, “They are disciples of the Earth Immortal Mansion.”

Gu Zhen Tong’s eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded lightly, “They’re talented.”

Hearing this, the eyes of the Nascent Soul True Monarch Elder stirred, and he cautiously said, “Uncle Master, Daozi Shaokun’s injury will probably need several days of recuperation.”

Gu Zhen Tong responded calmly, “He’s chosen the path of a warrior cultivator. Injuries are a good thing for him, as only through combat can he grow faster.”

The Elder was slightly distressed, and said in a low voice, “This might make other factions unhappy.”

“Unhappy? Ha.” Gu Zhen Tong shook his head with a chuckle, “They’re just youngsters, it’s normal for there to be some damage in their fights.”

“If they’re capable, let their own younger generation come and challenge us. If they can’t, they should swallow their complaints.”

“As for the older generation, if anyone interferes in the affairs of the younger generation, our Immortal Palace isn’t populated by pushovers. If anyone dares lay a hand on our Immortal Palace’s younger generation, we’ll take their life.”

Thinking for a moment, the Elder chose to hold his tongue.

After all, having Uncle Master Gu, with his nascent soul at the peak stage, as Daozi’s protector meant that unless a Dividing Spirit Realm cultivator stepped forward, who could pose a threat to Daozi?

All underhanded tactics would be foiled by Uncle Master Gu as the Protector.

As for ordinary challenges from younger generations-

Their Daozi possessed a spiritual body, and his Core Formation Dao foundation had now accomplished a seven-turn Golden Core.

There was a great possibility of achieving an eight-turn Golden Core in the future.

Even a nine-turn Golden Core was not out of the question.

If such a monstrous talent were to be challenged by the peers of the same generation from other factions, wouldn’t they merely be stepping stones for their Daozi?

Moreover,

This Daozi Gu Shaokun, prior to the awakening of his spiritual body, practiced as a warrior cultivator. That could not be changed now, as the path of a warrior cultivator had already influenced his nature.

Once his fighting spirit disperses, the person will also fall apart.

Therefore, this Daozi could clearly only continue to be cultivated in this way.

It’s just unknown, if this warrior Daozi really grew up and even later took control of the Immortal Palace’s warrior fairy army, or even inherited the position of Palace Master of the Immortal Palace.

How would the Daqian cultivator world turn out?

At this thought, the Elder suppressed his inner turmoil and dared not continue the thought.

Currently, there was more than one potential successor established within the Immortal Palace. As far as he knew, apart from this warrior Daozi, there were two other Daozi who seldom showed up.

As for who could reach the end and inherit the Immortal Palace-

Who could say for sure?

After all, being a Daozi is still only being a younger generation member who has been identified as one of the heirs of the immortal gate.

It wasn’t to say that once one becomes Daozi, they could definitely inherit the immortal gate lineage.

Just as what happened in the Immortal Palace, even smaller forces do the same.

In plain terms, it’s like cultivating ants.

Only the ant king, who was finally recognised by the immortal gate, would inherit power.

Truly putting all your eggs in one basket- such a faction would not last long.

As for whether some of the Tianjiao in the ruins would die, would it stir up public anger against the Immortal Palace? If they really thought so, they would be overthinking it. There are many geniuses, and it’s normal for one or two to die.

As long as the older generation of their Immortal Palace didn’t step into the field, it was just a skirmish among the younger generations!

This minor issue was even less than the conflicts and frictions between each force over resources and land.

The number of cultivators with a faction of the immortal gate was measured in millions.

Below the Immortal Gate, including the mortals, was beyond count. The territory was too vast.

Such a huge faction could not possibly start a war over a disagreement.

So,

When the two men saw Daozi Shaokun injured and fleeing, they didn’t intend to interfere. A Protector only needed to ensure that the person wouldn’t die, other matters, they actually hoped Daozi experienced more.

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On the other side.

Su Yu, with Luo Qianyu, Taoist Qingquan, Taoist Shuhai, and the Zhang sisters led the group rapidly away from the battlefield. Eventually, they hid in the cave he had previously constructed several hundred feet deep underground.

Luo Qianyu, Taoist Shuhai, and the other five people looked around the cave deep underground, all muttering in awe.

The faces of Zhang Mengdie and Zhang Mengyao sisters were a bit strange.

Zhang Mengyao looked at Su Yu and asked softly, “Brother Su, have you been staying here since you entered the ruins?”

Su Yu nodded and said, “You guessed right, but there’s no reward.”