Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 608 A fearsome reputation! An invitation from Demon Abyss Island!

After doing all this, Chen Fan stood at the highest point of the reef island, took out a dark green poison pill, and put it in his mouth.

This was also something he found on a demonic cultivator.

This poison pill is quite popular among demonic cultivators in the Boundless Sea. It is made from highly poisonous seaweed and demonic poison sacs from the Demon Sea. Taking it will imbue the demonic energy with a strange toxicity, greatly increasing the power of demonic arts. However, the price is that the poison will flare up once a month, causing excruciating pain.

Most demonic cultivators only take this pill when they are fighting desperately; they dare not touch it on ordinary days.

But Chen Fan wasn't afraid.

He had a golden bowl protecting him, so the poison that entered his body was completely purified by the golden bowl, leaving only a wisp of pure demonic poison power to merge into the demonic energy.

This made his demonic aura even more realistic and ferocious.

After all, in this boundless sea, a demonic cultivator who doesn't take drugs would seem abnormal.

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Within a few days, Chen Fan's reputation as Gui Muzi spread throughout the waters surrounding Demon Abyss Island.

This name represents an unpredictable and ominous wind!

Some say he is ruthless, leaving no survivors, and his methods are completely unpredictable.

What is most frightening is that this person, despite only having the outward appearance of early Nascent Soul cultivation, was able to turn an entire island of demonic cultivators into skeletons overnight.

There are also rumors that Chen Fan is hiding his true cultivation level, and some people say that he is practicing some kind of ancient demonic art that has been lost for a long time, but no one can provide any evidence.

Chen Fan didn't care at all.

He still frequented various demonic cultivator strongholds every day under the alias Gui Muzi. Sometimes he would sell the seized demonic artifacts on the black market, sometimes he would go to taverns to gather information, and occasionally he would take care of a few more clueless rogue cultivators.

His demonic cultivation has stabilized at the late Nascent Soul stage, and he is only one step away from the Great Perfection.

On this day, Chen Fan had just slaughtered a group of demonic cultivators who were trying to rob him in a reef area southeast of Demon Abyss Island.

As he was squatting next to a corpse, rummaging through a storage bag, he suddenly looked up.

In the distance, a dark red beam of light was seen breaking through the gray mist and flying rapidly towards them from the sea.

Chen Fan put the storage bag into his sleeve, slowly stood up, his face expressionless, while the black soul banner in his sleeve was already quietly gathering power.

The beam of light stopped a hundred feet away, the demonic energy receded, revealing a tall, thin figure.

The newcomer wore a dark blue robe, had a thin face, high cheekbones, and a pair of narrow eyes that swept over Chen Fan with an undisguised scrutiny.

With the fluctuations of his Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivation, the demonic energy around him surged like boiling water!

"Are you Gui Muzi?" the newcomer spoke, his voice hoarse and slow. "I am Pei Qian, an elder of Demon Abyss Island. I have come to find you on the orders of the island lord."

Chen Fan looked at him expressionlessly, neither bowing nor exchanging pleasantries. He simply kicked the demonic cultivator's corpse into the sea and casually dusted off his hands.

His posture, coupled with his sinister and cold expression, made him look exactly like an unruly rogue cultivator of the demonic path.

"Elder Pei, what do you want with me? If you're like those fools from before, trying to steal my Dao, then just make your move and save the trouble of talking." Chen Fan's voice was deliberately lowered, carrying the hoarseness and indifference unique to demonic cultivators.

Pei Qian shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his face, seemingly unsurprised by Gui Muzi's aloof attitude:

"You misunderstand, sir. I am not here to cause trouble, but to convey a message from the Island Lord. The Island Lord has long admired your reputation and greatly appreciates your courage and methods in single-handedly sweeping away several reef islands. It would be a waste for such a person to be confined to the circle of independent cultivators. The Island Lord is willing to offer you the position of Guest Elder. What do you say?"

Chen Fan's heart stirred slightly, but his expression remained cold.

He paused for a moment, then scoffed, "Guest Elder? I'm used to being alone and don't like being controlled. Gui Muzi has naturally heard of Demon Abyss Island, but I'm free and unrestrained. I can kill when I want and leave when I want. Why should I be someone else's tool?"

He spoke without any politeness, his tone full of the arrogance and domineering nature unique to demonic cultivators.

Pei Qian was not angry. Instead, a smile flashed in his eyes, a smile that carried a hint of satisfaction.

After all, in the Boundless Sea, a rogue cultivator who can be easily recruited is often not a truly ruthless person. On the contrary, those who are rebellious and unruly are the ones who are truly capable of fighting tough battles.

"What you've said is already anticipated by the Island Lord," Pei Qian said slowly. "The Island Lord specifically instructed that if you are willing to join my Demon Abyss Island, you will be free from any constraints, will not need to participate in daily affairs, and will not need to take orders from anyone. You will remain free, able to leave or stay as you please. You will be granted the title of Guest Elder, and Demon Abyss Island will provide you with cultivation resources, pills, and demonic artifacts. You only need to register your name on the island. Of course... if you are unwilling, I will not force you. However, among the rogue cultivators you have killed these days, several were from Demon Abyss Island's outer strongholds. The Island Lord's leniency in not holding them accountable is already a great favor. If you refuse even this small favor, I will have difficulty explaining myself to the Island Lord."

This statement is a combination of soft and hard language.

Chen Fan sneered inwardly, but on his face he wore an expression as if someone had hit a nerve.

After a moment of silence, he reluctantly uttered a few words: "In that case, I'll make the trip. But let me make this clear beforehand... if we find out that someone is plotting against Gui Muzi when we get to the island, Elder Pei should have heard about my methods."

Pei Qian laughed heartily and gestured for him to follow: "Rest assured, Your Excellency, the Island Lord is eager to find talented individuals and has no ulterior motives. Please follow me."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them shot into the sky!

Demon Abyss Island was much larger than Chen Fan had anticipated.

The island spans hundreds of miles, and the demonic energy on it is so dense that it is almost tangible, with a faint smell of blood permeating the air.

In the center of the island stands a massive, pitch-black palace, its body constructed of an unknown black stone. A huge, dark red demonic core floats atop the palace. Each time the demonic core pulsates, a visible ripple of demonic energy spreads outwards in all directions, enveloping the entire island.

Chen Fan recognized it at a glance as a demonic array protecting the island, at least a fifth-grade level. The array's core was the demonic core, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to put in a lot of effort to break through it.

Pei Qian led him through layers of checkpoints on the island's perimeter, where all they saw along the way were demonic cultivators.

These demonic cultivators included those at the Nascent Soul stage and those at the Core Formation stage, numbering no less than several hundred.

They all bowed to Pei Qian, their gazes towards Chen Fan filled with curiosity and scrutiny. Clearly, Gui Muzi's name had spread to Demon Abyss Island, and these demonic cultivators wanted to see what the fiend who had slaughtered several reef islands looked like.

Upon entering the main hall of the palace, Chen Fan finally saw his target.

Li Jiuyuan sat upright on the blood-red stone throne in the north of the main hall, wearing a dark red robe. He looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but two ghostly green flames burned in his deep-set eyes, making it clear at a glance that he had lived for countless years.

His cultivation at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm was unabashedly unleashed, and the air in the entire hall was pressed down by that Nascent Soul level demonic power, making it as still as water.

Standing beside him were two demonic cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, a man and a woman, both with cold expressions on their faces.