Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

Chapter 251 Demonic Spirit

"Gentlemen, the time has come!"

Looking at the group of highly talented individuals in front of him, Ma Xianhong spoke.

Upon hearing this, a look of joy flashed across the faces of the group of highly skilled individuals. After all, they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The so-called superior talent may seem glamorous.

However, to be honest, even they knew that they were among those with relatively mediocre talent.

Otherwise, why would they be willing to live in such a small mountain village?

They followed Ma Xianhong not only because of his ideals, but also because of the promises he made to them.

They can use the Body Cultivation Furnace to improve their innate talents!

This sounds absurd.

After all, the talents of extraordinary people are all innate; it has never been heard of that they can be modified through later training.

However, after witnessing Ma Xianhong use the Body Cultivation Furnace to transform ordinary people into extraordinary beings, those of superior talent became somewhat convinced.

The Divine Refinement Technique, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, truly has the potential to improve a person's innate talent.

"Alright, everyone calm down. Next, I will use the Body Refinement Furnace to modify your talents!"

As he spoke, Ma Xianhong began to operate the Body Cultivation Furnace.

The next moment, something resembling roots flew out from the cultivation furnace.

If Duanmu Ying were here, she would surely recognize that these roots are the ones that sprouted from the seeds.

Ultimately, the core of the Body Cultivation Furnace is the immortal seed that once belonged to Ma Benzai.

Having fully inherited Ma Ben's abilities, Ma Xianhong also discovered new abilities of the Body Cultivation Furnace after the Immortal Seed sprouted.

Using a divine seed, one can connect to a mysterious space and, through theft, utilize certain items within that space to enhance the talents of others.

Ma Xianhong is still exploring the underlying principles, but he knows that this method is correct.

Just as Ma Xianhong was stealing the items, a pair of eyes slowly opened in a mysterious space.

"Another petty thief has appeared? Ever since that bandit showed up, more and more thieves have been coming into this place. It seems we can no longer remain silent!"

……

"Hey, are you still going to take care of that girl who's gone mad? You haven't forgotten about her, have you?"

Looking at Zhao Yifan, who seemed to have forgotten all about home, Duanmu Ying was speechless.

"Oh, is that so?"

Zhao Yifan's face showed a look of realization. Looking at Chen Duo, who was still learning rider skills, he said, "Chen Duo, I know you are studying very hard, but you should take a break first."

"Okay, Uncle Zhao!"

Chen Duo blushed slightly, but she had become somewhat fascinated by the rider skills.

Everyone was tired, so Zhao Yifan didn't bring anyone else with him. He just followed Duanmu Ying to Fu Rong's room.

As Duanmu Ying had predicted, Fu Rong's condition, which was not initially serious, had worsened due to the prolonged period of demonic possession.

There was nothing that could be done; it wasn't that Zhao Yifan had overlooked something. In fact, he was someone who treated people differently based on their relationships with others.

He had no connection with Fu Rong, and even if something really happened to her, he could only sigh.

He had watched Chen Duo grow up, so naturally he had to deal with her problems as soon as possible.

However, some unexpected events occurred along the way, which caused Fu Rong's condition to worsen.

With a wave of his hand, two short swords appeared in Zhao Yifan's hand beside Fu Rong.

"Heh, the Demon Sword, this must be the work of that brat Ma Xianhong."

Looking at the demonic sword in his hand, Zhao Yifan lightly flicked his finger on the blade.

"Om-"

A sword rang out, accompanied by a strange surge of black energy. The next moment, Zhao Yifan appeared in a peculiar space.

"Who are you? You're not her. How could you be here?"

A somewhat timid voice came from behind.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Zhao Yifan's face showed a look of surprise.

"Oh? I didn't expect the demon spirit of the Demon Sword to be such a timid girl!"

Upon hearing this, the girl opposite him, who had initially seemed somewhat timid, revealed a fierce expression on her face.

"Who are you calling a little girl? I am the spirit of this demonic sword, Longkui!"

Looking at the demon spirit trying so hard to look fierce, Zhao Yifan's expression was slightly strange.

"Are you sure your name is Longkui?"

If Zhao Yifan hadn't been certain that he was still in a world of one person, he might have even wondered if he had transmigrated again.

"What? What's wrong with my name being Longkui? Did I eat your rice?"

Longkui said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, it seems it's just a coincidence of names, and she definitely can't be the same person as the Long Kui I imagined!"

Zhao Yifan smiled, then looked at Long Kui opposite him and said, "So, Miss Long Kui, now, could you please put away your demonic energy? I'm afraid that if I continue to be affected by your demonic energy, your current host will completely become a puppet without its own mind."

"Oh? You mean her?"

A wicked smile appeared on Long Kui's face. The next moment, she reached out and grabbed, and Fu Rong's soul appeared in front of her.

"What's wrong with her becoming my puppet? After all, I've also bestowed upon her great power!"

Longkui grabbed Fu Rong's neck and said with a smile.

"what--"

A scream came from Fu Rong's mouth; as a soul, she seemed to have regained some self-awareness.

As for the reason she screamed, it was naturally because, in her soul form, she had no clothes on her body.

However, in trying to break free from Longkui's restraints, they were surrounded by demonic energy and could not escape at all.

"You, you mustn't look!"

Fu Rong was about to cry. She was so ashamed that she really didn't want to be seen by a strange man.

"This reaction is a bit off!"

Seeing Fu Rong's reaction, Zhao Yifan's face showed a hint of interest.

After all, based on what he knew, Fu Rong was a hopeless romantic and had already dated quite a few boyfriends.

But why did she react like a naive young girl who had never experienced anything?

"Could it be that the butterfly's tiny wings played a role again?"

He muttered to himself, but Zhao Yifan didn't care about the matter. He could be completely open and honest with Fu Rong in her celestial state.

After all, he was a gentleman. Even if a girl stood in front of him naked, he would only care whether she was cold.

"Little girl, are you sure you don't want to release them?"

Looking at Long Kui, who was holding Fu Rong in one hand, Zhao Yifan asked.

"I won't release them, what can you do to me..."

Longkui looked at him with a sneer. After all, this was her territory, and she refused to believe that she would be bullied by outsiders on her own land.

However, Longkui's smugness didn't last long. Suddenly, she felt the space around her shift.

Immediately afterwards, Longkui discovered that she had fallen into the hands of the other party.

"Ah! What have you done? Let me go!"

Longkui was terrified, but before she could struggle, she heard a crisp "snap" sound.

"I told you, but you wouldn't listen. You're a bad kid; you need to learn your lesson!"

Zhao Yifan has always believed in the correctness of corporal punishment.

That brat of mine was spoiled by his grandfather and great-uncle, which is why he likes to go against his father.

Therefore, Zhao Yifan absolutely does not indulge unruly children.