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Chapter 444 Jingwu Returns, Longevity Pill! (8k views, please vote!)

Xu Mingshu's gaze fell on the "Purple Thunder Spear," and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Aside from her own Xu family, she had only ever met one cultivator who possessed a high-grade magic weapon at the early stage of the Golden Core realm: Lu Qingxue.

Even if someone reaches the Golden Core stage, they may not necessarily possess a high-grade magic weapon.

There was no fear in Xu Mingshu's eyes.

With a flick of her sleeve, the "Black Dragon Flag" unfurled.

The Black-Scaled Crocodile roared as it charged toward Lei Yunpeng.

Lei Yunpeng moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of purple lightning, easily dodging the attack.

He was so fast that the Foundation Establishment cultivators present could only see a blur.

He flashed to Xu Mingshu's side and thrust out the "Purple Thunder Spear" in his hand.

The lightning at the tip of the spear surged, transforming into a purple lightning serpent that lunged at Xu Mingshu with bared fangs and claws.

Xu Mingshu remained expressionless and waved the "Black Dragon Flag".

The Black Scaled Crocodile transformed into a streak of black light and flew back into the "Black Dragon Flag," then charged out again, heading straight for the Purple Lightning Serpent.

boom--

The lightning collided with the black light, unleashing a violent surge of spiritual energy.

The arrays surrounding the battle platform lit up wildly, blocking all the aftershocks.

With a single blow, the black-scaled dragon crocodile phantom was forced back several feet, and several cracks appeared on its scales.

Xu Mingshu's pupils contracted slightly.

"As expected of a top-grade offensive magic weapon, its power is indeed strong. It caused damage to the Black Scaled Dragon Crocodile with just one strike."

Xu Mingshu immediately made a hand seal and activated the "Black Dragon Flag".

A cloud of black mist burst forth from the "Black Dragon Flag," heading towards the Black Scaled Dragon Crocodile.

The black mist engulfed the Black Scaled Crocodile.

A short while later.

The Black Scaled Crocodile now had an additional layer of malevolent armor.

After all, the dragon crocodile is currently only a spirit.

If it were the real body, there wouldn't be too much fear of a high-grade magic weapon that couldn't even unleash half of its power.

With an additional layer of protective armor, the Dragon Crocodile can fully unleash some of the advantages of its ferocious power.

Upon seeing this, Lei Yunpeng thrust out his "Purple Thunder Spear" repeatedly.

Streaks of purple lightning roared out, engulfing Xu Mingshu from all directions.

Each thrust of the spear was accompanied by a thunderous sound, demonstrating its astonishing power.

The black-scaled dragon crocodile either bites, slaps, or flicks its tail.

Its power should not be underestimated.

The crowd watched with astonishment; this was a level of power that someone in the early stages of the Golden Core realm could not possibly display.

Either of them is comparable to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

However, as time went on...

The Black-Scaled Crocodile gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

The armor of malevolent energy is getting thinner and thinner.

There's no other way; lightning magic is effective against evil spirits and demonic energy.

"It seems Xu Mingshu is going to lose."

One Golden Core cultivator lamented, "If the opponent were another early-stage Golden Core cultivator, it would probably be easy to handle."

Xu Deling said, "That's not necessarily true."

Seeing her calm expression, and the other Golden Core elders of the Xu family also having the same look, many people couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that Xu Mingshu has another trump card?
Xu Mingshu watched as the Black Scaled Crocodile was steadily losing ground.

He glanced at the sky filled with lightning again, and suddenly let out a soft breath.

next moment.

She flipped her left hand, and a blue light shone forth.

A blue shield appeared in front of her.

The shield was entirely blue-green, engraved with intricate cloud patterns, and faintly shimmered with spiritual light.

As soon as the shield appeared, it rapidly expanded, becoming about ten feet in diameter, enveloping the Black Scaled Crocodile.

"charge!"

Under Xu Mingshu's command, the Black Scaled Crocodile was greatly encouraged and charged at Lei Yunpeng.

Lei Yunpeng brandished his spear, the tip of which slammed into the cyan light screen.

Arcs of electricity erupted across the sky!

But it only stirs up ripples, unable to penetrate even a fraction.

Lei Yunpeng's gaze sharpened, and his attack intensified.

The "Purple Thunder Spear" thrust out repeatedly, transforming into a roaring thunder dragon.

However, the azure light barrier showed no sign of being shattered despite being bombarded by lightning.

"A top-grade defensive magic weapon?!"

At this moment, even Mo Wentian's pupils contracted slightly.

The others were even more astonished.

A superior defensive magic weapon is far more valuable than an ordinary offensive magic weapon.

Even he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, only had one.

Helpless, Lei Yunpeng swayed and prepared to attack Xu Mingshu herself.

But it's clear that Xu Mingshu recalled the Black Scaled Crocodile much faster.

Xu Mingshu used her cyan shield to block Lei Yunpeng's attack and controlled the Black Scaled Crocodile to attack from the side.

Lei Yunpeng was forced to retreat, and raised his hand to summon a black shield.

However, this shield is merely a low-grade defensive magic item, capable of only holding off the Black Scaled Crocodile for a short time.

"roll!"

Lei Yunpeng brandished his spear and repelled the Black Scaled Crocodile.

The black-scaled dragon crocodile's vertical pupils gleamed with an eerie light as it hovered beside him, ready to launch a sneak attack at any moment.

Attacks are aided by the Black Scaled Dragon Crocodile, while defense is supported by top-grade magic weapons.

It would be virtually impossible for Lei Yunpeng to break through the defenses of a high-grade defensive magic weapon.

Unless Xu Mingshu's magic power is exhausted.

However, it won't be easy for Xu Mingshu to defeat Lei Yunpeng.

Lei Yunpeng's speed was extraordinary, much faster than that of a typical mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, making him extremely troublesome.

Time passes little by little.

In the blink of an eye, half an incense stick's time had passed.

On the battle platform.

Lei Yunpeng gradually felt powerless.

He became increasingly alarmed as he fought.

"How is that possible? How could her magical power be so profound? I refined the Purple Thunder Spear into my natal magic weapon to be able to hold on until now."

And he
Just what kind of monsters are the Xu family's Golden Core cultivators?

"Are all random people like this?"

This wasn't just Lei Yunpeng's idea; all the Golden Core cultivators present shared the same sentiment.

Mo Wentian remained relatively calm.

Because he had seen something even more outrageous!
Lei Yunpeng's heart sank.

He knew that if this continued, he would inevitably lose.

He gritted his teeth and decided to take a desperate gamble.

The "Purple Lightning Spear" was raised high, its body crackling with lightning, and all spiritual power surged into the spear.

Nine lightning snakes flashed and merged into one, transforming into a purple dragon several dozen feet long, coiled on the tip of the spear.

"The dragon roars across the nine heavens!"

With a roar, he thrust out the "Purple Thunder Spear".

The purple dragon roared out, carrying a world-destroying power, and pounced towards Xu Mingshu.

All the Golden Core cultivators could see Lei Yunpeng's condition.

Therefore, I don't think he'll succeed with this attack.

Because compared to him, Xu Mingshu's situation was clearly much better.

Xu Mingshu's gaze sharpened, and she held up the blue shield in front of her.

The "Black Dragon Flag" waved wildly, and the phantom of the Black Scaled Crocodile, after donning a blue light shield, faced the purple dragon.

boom--

midair.

Hundreds of lightning arcs flashed on one side.

On the other side, a bluish light shone, turning half of the battle platform a sky blue.

The stalemate lasted for a moment.

The purple dragon gradually weakened.

Upon seeing this, the Black-Scaled Crocodile charged out of the Azure Light Shield, tearing it to pieces and transforming it into countless bolts of lightning.

Then it rushed in front of Lei Yunpeng, swept its long, scaled tail, and sent him flying, only stopping when he crashed into the defensive light barrier of the battle platform.

However, Lei Yunpeng used the "Purple Thunder Spear" to block in front of him, thus avoiding a direct blow.

Although his blood and qi were turbulent and his face was pale, he was not seriously injured.

After he stood up, he looked at Xu Mingshu on the battle platform, clasped his hands and said, "Fairy Xu's magic power is profound, I am no match for her."

"Fellow Daoist Lei, you flatter me. You are no less impressive."

Upon hearing this, Lei Yunpeng gave a wry smile.

Is it just not bad?
Although he did not achieve the supernatural power of Core Formation, he had good fortune.

With the help of his family, he obtained a suitable high-grade magic weapon as his natal magic weapon.

Even when encountering a genius who has reached the Core Formation stage, they feel confident that they can suppress him.

But now, he is no match for any member of the Xu family.

If they were to face renowned members of the Xu family, such as Ye Fan, Xu Deling, and Xu Deyue, wouldn't they be defeated in just a few dozen rounds?
He harbored deep doubts.

The light screen on the battle platform dissipated, and Lei Yunpeng flew back to his seat.

At this moment, Xu Chuan said with a faint smile, "Ming Shu, you've had enough fun, go back to your seat."

"Yes."

Xu Mingshu smiled and agreed, then stepped down from the battle platform.

Lei Wuji glanced at Lei Yunpeng and knew what he was feeling.

He sighed softly and whispered to Yunpeng, "Yunpeng, don't try to compete with the Xu family. They are masters of alchemy, weaponry, and formation, and their core members are definitely not lacking in resources."

What the Lei family has, the Xu family will most likely have as well.

What the Lei family doesn't have, the Xu family probably does too.

"Elder, do these newly emerged Golden Core elders in the Xu family also possess high-grade magic treasures?"

After pondering for a moment, Lei Wuji said, "Not all of them, but two or three are still possible."

"So you're saying I chose the wrong person? If I had challenged one of the other elders of the Xu family, I would still have had a chance to win?"

Lei Wuji was taken aback. Was that what I meant?

So you absolutely have to target the Xu family?!
Forget it, I won't try to persuade you anymore.

In the end, they haven't been beaten enough.

Lei Wuji looked dejected, while Lei Yunpeng regained his fighting spirit, his gaze wandering over the other members of the Xu family.

As the sun sets in the west, the sky is ablaze with crimson clouds.

Inside the Xu residence.

The light and shadow gradually slant.

The vermilion pillars, the gray roof tiles, and the white jade steps were all shrouded in twilight.

The ceremony has now come to a successful conclusion.

Xu Chuan stood on the high platform, surveying the various forces.

"I am deeply grateful for the presence of all of you fellow Daoists today. The inauguration ceremony of the new head of my Xu family can be described as a complete success."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve.

One by one, the magical artifacts and treasures fell into the hands of the appropriate people.

“I, Xu, always keep my word and deliver on my promises. These are what you all deserve.”

"Thank you, Ancestor Xu!"

Those who received the prizes bowed and expressed their gratitude.

After that, each family took their leave.

Streaks of light rose from the Xu residence and flew towards various parts of Yunxi City.

Some headed out of the city.

After the guests left, Xu Chuan did not dismiss the crowd, but instead asked the members of the Xu clan to stay.

"Today, besides the new patriarch taking over and introducing my Xu family's Golden Core elder, there is another matter to inform you, but this matter is only for internal use."

Everyone looked on curiously.

Xu Chuan's gaze fell on a masked man in the crowd.

“Yuan, come up here.”

Yuan did as instructed, walked to the white jade platform, and bowed to Xu Chuan, saying, "Ancestor."

Xu Chuan nodded and turned his gaze to the crowd below the stage.

"Everyone should know him."

He continued calmly, "But he actually has another identity."

A murmur immediately broke out in the audience.

"Another identity?"

"Isn't 'Yuan' a prodigy disciple recruited by my Xu family?"

"Wait a minute, the name 'Yuan' doesn't sound like a name, it sounds more like a code name? Could he have a different background?"

Xu Mingwei, Xu Mingyuan, and other second-generation members all remained calm.

Xu Chuan did not explain, but spoke again: "De Zhao, Chong Hui, Wen Jing and his wife, and Jing Yan, all of you come up here."

The people whose names were called were slightly taken aback, but then stepped forward as instructed.

After they went up, they first bowed to Xu Chuan and greeted him as "Grandfather."

Xu Wenjing turned around, looked at "Yuan" beside him, and nodded again: "Brother Yuan".

His tone was gentle, with a hint of familiarity.

Like the habit of calling each other brothers
Upon hearing this, Xu Jingwu's lips twitched slightly.

I treat you like a father, and you treat me like a brother.

Xu Chuan coughed softly.

"I called you up here because this matter concerns you."

He paused, his gaze settling on "Yuan": "Yuan's other identity is that of a direct descendant of my Xu family."

These words shocked everyone present.

"A direct descendant of the Xu family?"

"Why have I never heard of this before? Wait, could it be that he comes from the lineage of the Great Ancestor?"

Exclamations erupted from all sides.

Xu Dezhao and the others were all stunned.

"Wenjing, Yuan's real name is Jingwu, and he is your eldest son."

"what?!"

Xu Wenjing blurted it out, his voice trembling.

The beautiful woman beside him looked at Xu Wenjing with suspicion, wondering if he was Xu Wenjing's illegitimate son.

“Ancestor.” Xu Wenjing’s voice trembled as he swallowed hard. “I only have an eldest daughter, not an eldest son.”

"He is your eldest son, there is no doubt about that."

Xu Chuan smiled slightly.

He didn't explain much, but simply raised his right hand, and a blue light appeared at his fingertips.

The blue light, like silk threads, was divided into four strands.

They each touched the forehead of Xu Wenjing and his wife, Xu Chonghui, and Xu Dezhao respectively.

All four of them shuddered simultaneously.

Countless fragments of memory flooded into my mind like a tidal wave.

Their memories are from the seal of Mo Yue, and Mo Yue had already told Xu Chuan the way to break it.

A short while later.

The group opened their eyes, their gazes now different from before.

Xu Dezhao and Xu Chonghui were even more excited.

Madam Wang, wife of Xu Wenjing, had tears in her eyes, her face filled with tenderness.

Xu Wenjing, on the other hand, was taken aback.

Me, calling my own son my brother?!

But more than anything, it's a source of pride.

The future ancestor of martial arts!
Anyone who knew they had such an outstanding descendant would feel the same way.

Xu Jingwu did not remove his mask.

Because his true appearance is that of Jiang Wu.

At least for now, many people still remember what Jiang Wu looks like.

He knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Jingwu pays respects to his parents."

"Greetings to my grandfather, greetings to my great-grandfather."

Wang stepped forward, pulled him up, held his hand, and said in a choked voice, "Jingwu, my son."

“Mother,” Xu Jingwu called out.

Wang nodded repeatedly, laughing and crying at the same time.

Xu Wenjing's eyes were also red. He stepped forward, patted Xu Jingwu on the shoulder, and sighed, "Wu'er, you've suffered so much these past years."

One sentence can express a thousand words.

"Jingyan, these are your twin brothers, Jingping and Jingxin. Come and greet your eldest brother."

"Greetings, elder brother."

Several people shouted at the same time.

Then, Xu Jingyan stepped forward, took his arm, and said with a smile, "Brother, you are amazing. During the clan competition, you overpowered all the other geniuses."

If Dad beats me in the future, you have to protect me.

Let this be a way to make up for the lack of sibling affection over the years.

"You brat, what are you saying!" Xu Wenjing glared at her fiercely.

Beneath the mask, Xu Jingwu's lips curled into a slight smile, a feeling of ease he had never experienced before.

"Everyone, disperse," Xu Chuan said, waving his hand.

Everyone bowed and took their leave.

“Jingwu, go back and spend more time with your parents and brothers. It’s okay to slow down your cultivation a little.”

"Understood, Ancestor."

Xu Jingwu's family also left.

Xu Dezhao and Xu Chonghui were both called away by Xu Mingwei to prevent him from disturbing them.

Xu Mingwei's courtyard.

Three generations sat together enjoying tea.

"Father, did you already know?"

Xu Dezhao put down his teacup and suddenly spoke.

"Yes, your uncles and aunts all know, after all, Jingwu faked his death and needed their cooperation."

"Where are De Ling and the others?"

“They were with your grandfather and lived far away in the south, so there was no need to seal their memories.”

Xu Dezhao sighed softly, "Since it's all Grandfather's decision, I naturally can't say anything more."

"Is he angry?" Xu Mingwei smiled and said, "That's normal, but Jingwu's situation is very important, so we can't be too careful."

For at least two hundred years, he will likely not reveal his true form to anyone except in our presence.

Xu Dezhao and Xu Chonghui could naturally figure out why this was the case.

"My father said that he has almost reached the Yuanwu Realm and is now moving towards the Yuanwu Extreme Realm."

"The ultimate realm of Yuanwu?" Xu Chonghui asked curiously.

"It's just like when we comprehend supernatural powers or enhance our own magical power and spiritual awareness during the Foundation Establishment stage."

Even cultivators have their limits during the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, this limit is unattainable for 99% of cultivators.

"Cultivators enhance their spiritual sense and magical power, as well as comprehend supernatural abilities. So how does one reach the limit of the Yuanwu Realm? Is it also about enhancing Yuan power and spiritual sense?"
Are the supernatural powers of martial artists the same as ours?

"Previously, even if someone in the Prison Lands reached the Yuanwu Realm, they had no idea how to continue cultivating and were basically stuck in the early stage of the Yuanwu Realm."

According to Jingwu and his father's ideas, the cultivation of the Yuanwu realm focuses on the integration of blood and qi with true qi, rather than simply increasing the power of the yuan.

The mid-stage of the Yuanwu Realm seems to be the fusion of three strands of true qi and one strand of blood qi.

Later on, the three strands of true qi merged with the three strands of qi and blood.

Perfection is the fusion of five strands of true energy and five strands of blood and qi.

The same applies to limits.

The highest it can reach should be ninety-nine, which is the limit of Yuanwu.

After listening, Xu Dezhao sighed and said, "When Jingwu fully masters the Yuanwu Realm and even enters the Golden Core Realm of Martial Dao, the martial artists of my Xu family will be blessed."

"During this great calamity, it is estimated that many forces have obtained the Yuanwu Realm techniques. As long as enough people leave, sooner or later someone will be able to do something similar."

As for whether it will follow the same path as Jingwu, that's hard to say.

The wider martial arts are spread, the safer Jingwu will be in the future.

The two nodded.

Xu Mingwei added, "From now on, you two, father and son, should take good care of the clan's affairs. If there are any issues, you can try to discuss them with your second uncle."

Unless it's something important, there's no need to bother your father frequently.

“Your son (grandson) understands.”

the other side.

Xu Wenjing's family was reunited.

The group chatted and laughed, with Jingyan recounting amusing anecdotes from her childhood.

They didn't disperse until an hour or two later.

Xu Jingwu stayed behind for the time being.

Madam Wang looked at Xu Jingwu and said, "Wu'er, may you take off your mask so that your mother can see you?"

Xu Jingwu was stunned for a moment, then took off his mask.

"My son is indeed handsome."

As Wang spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. Her impression of Xu Jingwu was only from when she was a child.

Xu Wenjing nodded slightly and said, "Wu'er, you really are Jiang Wu."

He had met Jiang Wu once before.

At that time, the father and son did not recognize each other when they met.

"Please forgive me, Father."

"What crime have you committed?" Xu Wenjing laughed, patting him on the shoulder. "Cultivation families are always different from ordinary families."

If I were an ordinary person, I would be nearing the end of my life by now.

Xu Jingwu listened quietly, and couldn't help but think of his adoptive parents.

However, things were relatively satisfactory between them.

"Speaking of which, Wu'er, you're not young anymore. Do you have someone you like? If so, your mother can propose marriage for you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jingwu immediately felt embarrassed.

Isn't this topic shifting a bit too quickly?

"Mother, your son is devoted to martial arts."

“Your father and grandfather were also devoted to the path of immortality, but that did not conflict with the desire to continue the family line.”

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Xu Jingwu said, "I understand. If there is a suitable person, I will inform Mother."

Wang nodded in satisfaction.

The next day.

Kaizong Temple.

Xu Jingwu knelt and kowtowed three times and was included in the Xu family genealogy.

Formal recognition of one's ancestral roots.

a few days later.

An old man in a gray robe suddenly came to visit the Xu residence.

"Who are you, senior? My Xu family does not usually receive outside guests."

The guards at the entrance stopped the old man in the gray robe.

"Young friend Xu Chuan, we have a guest visiting. Won't you come out and entertain this old man?"

The old man in the gray robe moved his lips slightly, but the guards at the door did not hear a sound and continued to look at him warily.

The sound passed through numerous arrays and restrictions, landing in the "Withered Glory Courtyard" where Xu Chuan was located.

Beneath the withered and flourishing tree.

Xu Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them.

His divine sense quickly spread in all directions and soon locked onto the source of the sound, which was the gray-robed old man at the entrance of the Xu residence.

The old man in the gray robe looked at the sky with a half-smile.

"They've discovered me. Is it a Nascent Soul cultivator? No, I can't see through them. Could it be that they have a superior concealment technique, or is their cultivation level too high?"

Xu Chuan would speculate on any possibility.

ponder for a moment.

Xu Chuan sent a message to the guards at the entrance, instructing them to respectfully invite the other party to the main hall.

The guard heard Xu Chuan's voice in his mind, was startled, and then quickly did as instructed.

"Senior, my Xu family patriarch invites you to come with me."

The old man in the gray robe nodded slightly and followed him into the main hall.

Sit down casually.

Soon a maid brought over the finest spiritual tea.

"Moyue."

A figure rushed out from the deep pool.

"what's up?"

"Come with me to see someone."

"Who is this person that deserves your serious attention?"

Xu Chuan shook his head, "I don't know either. My divine sense can't see through it."

Mo Yue was slightly taken aback, but then agreed.

The two entered the hall.

Xu Chuan conducted a close-up investigation, as did Mo Yue.

But neither of them could see through it.

It was as if a mysterious power emanated from him, preventing the two from probing him.

Xu Chuan sat down in the main seat and said with a smile, "Who are you, senior? What brings you to my Xu family?"

"It's nothing major, I just want to take on a disciple, I wonder if young friend Xu would be willing to part with it."

"Accept apprentices?"

Xu Chuan's eyes flickered, unsure whether the other party was telling the truth or not, so he could only go along with it for now.

"Senior's cultivation is profound, and it is an honor for my Xu family to take a liking to my Xu family's disciples. However, I, Xu, do not even know who the senior is or what power he comes from."

This puts Mr. Xu in a difficult position.

The gray-robed old man took a sip of spiritual tea, put down the teacup, and chuckled, "That makes sense."

My name is Changfeng Xiaoyang.

As for my origins, young friend Xu, you should not have heard of them. I come from the Guardians of the Realm.

"Guardians of the Boundary?"

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Perhaps you will learn about it someday if you have the opportunity."

Our Guardian race is a neutral force and does not participate in factional disputes.

Xu Chuan pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Senior, who in my Xu family do you wish to take as a disciple?"

The old man in the gray robe smiled slightly and uttered three words, "Xu Mingwei!"

"Ming Wei?!" Xu Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

Although it is just a name, it reveals a lot of information.

"Imprisoned place, a thousand-year calamity, are you here too, senior?"

The gray-robed old man's eyes lit up, and he nodded nonchalantly, saying, "Young friend Xu is quite quick-witted."

“Then you should understand my son’s current situation.”

"Lifespan is nothing to worry about."

The old man in the gray robe flicked his sleeve, and a black porcelain bottle appeared on the table.

"Young friend Xu, why don't you take a look and see if you can produce this pill?"

Xu Chuan raised his hand and took the porcelain bottle into his hand. As soon as he opened it, a medicinal fragrance filled the entire hall.

Mo Yue couldn't help but swallow hard upon smelling it. "This pill smells so good, Xu Chuan, let me take a look."

Xu Chuan rolled his eyes.

"Longevity Pill".

Xu Chuan instantly identified the type of pill, then examined it in his palm.

The pill is about the size of a longan, with neat black lines on its surface.

Upon closer inspection, there are nine in total.

The black patterns exuded a mysterious artistic conception, as if they were created by nature.

"Nine represents the extreme of Yang, the longest lifespan; its alternation of black and white symbolizes the union of Yin and Yang." Xu Chuan said with burning eyes, "This is... the 'Heavenly Longevity Pill'!"

"Excellent insight!"

The gray-robed elder showed a hint of surprise and praised, "It seems that young friend Xu has received the inheritance of ancient alchemy."

"You flatter me, senior. I dare not compare myself to you."

"It seems you already guessed it."

He stared at Xu Chuan's face and said with a smile.

"There are indeed gods in the world."

"Of course there are. Some fellow Daoists live in seclusion, some like to travel in the mortal world, and some have intricate connections with the secular world."

"Senior, could you please explain this to me?"

"These things are too far removed from you; knowing too much will only do you harm."

After a pause, the gray-robed old man continued, "Your profound knowledge is truly rare in this day and age."

As long as you keep moving forward step by step, you will eventually be able to access these things.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Xu Chuan said helplessly, "This junior has learned a lot."

"Hmm." The gray-robed elder nodded slightly. "Well, are you now willing to let Xu Mingwei become my disciple?"

Xu Chuan fell silent.

He glanced at the "Heavenly Longevity Pill," then at the gray-robed old man.

The "Heavenly Longevity Pill" is a fourth-tier longevity-enhancing pill, and it is among the top-tier ones, capable of extending the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator by two Jiazi (60 years).

If given to someone at the Golden Core stage, it would extend their lifespan by at least 240 years.

With Xu Mingwei's talent, two hundred years would be enough for him to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Even without the Xu family's help, the fact that he can become the disciple of the person before him suggests that the person should also be able to help him break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

"I still need to ask Mingwei for his opinion on this matter."

"nature."

Xu Chuan transmitted his voice to Xu Mingwei.

A short while later.

Xu Mingwei arrived at the main hall.

"I have met my father."

"Yes, this is Senior Changfeng."

Seeing the respect on Xu Chuan's face, Xu Mingwei couldn't help but take a few more glances before clasping his hands and saying, "Junior Xu Mingwei greets Senior Changfeng."

Chang Fengxiaoyang stroked his beard and nodded.

"Father, what do you want with me?"

Xu Chuan said, "Senior Changfeng wants to take you as his disciple, so I've called you here to ask for your opinion."

"Taking on apprentices?!"

Xu Mingwei was startled and looked at Xu Chuan in surprise.

Then they fell silent.

"Regarding lifespan, Senior Changfeng has provided a 'Heavenly Longevity Pill,' which can add at least two hundred years to your lifespan."

"so much?!"

Xu Mingwei was startled again. "What does Father mean?"

"To tell you the truth, Senior Changfeng is a guardian of the realm and is a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"There really are gods in this world?!"

Changfeng Xiaoyang chuckled and said, "Your Xu family has risen too quickly and hasn't had enough time to mature, so your knowledge is naturally limited. But at this rate, you'll be able to get in touch with them sooner or later."

Xu Mingwei looked at Xu Chuan again.

Judging from his words, he must agree with this matter.

Whether out of consideration for the feelings of the Nascent Soul Venerable or for his own sake, he had no reason to refuse.

Longevity pills of grade three and above are extremely precious and hard to find.

The same applies to related medicinal herbs.

The only pill that can extend the lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator by more than two hundred years is undoubtedly a fourth-tier pill.

Seeing his silence, Changfeng Xiaoyang said, "Xu Mingwei, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

"It is an honor for me to become your disciple, but I have a few questions to ask you, senior."

"Just say it."

"If I become a senior's disciple, will I still be able to stay in the clan?"

Changfeng Xiaoyang shook his head and said, "Becoming my disciple means joining the lineage of the Guardians. You can come back occasionally, but most of the time you will have your own responsibilities."

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuan frowned slightly.

"Can I withdraw in the future?"

Nothing is absolute; it's not impossible.

"May I bring family members or fellow practitioners with me?"

"Yes, if you are exceptionally talented, you may join my lineage of guardians. If you are ordinary, you may become my servant or guard."

The training of our Guardians is extremely arduous; it is difficult for ordinary geniuses to endure it.

If one lacks special talent or physique, in terms of aptitude alone, a Heavenly Spiritual Root is the most basic requirement.

"Wouldn't that mean there are very few people?" Xu Mingwei asked in surprise.

"Indeed, not many."

Changfeng Xiaoyang spoke frankly and without reservation.

After a moment's hesitation, Xu Mingwei asked again, "Senior, can this 'Longevity Pill' be taken by mortals?"

Xu Chuan's eyes flashed, and he guessed what was going on, but he did not stop him.

Upon hearing this, Changfeng Xiaoyang was slightly taken aback and asked curiously, "A mortal?"

Why bring up ordinary people out of the blue?

After thinking for a moment, he said, "The 'Heavenly Longevity Pill' is a top-tier fourth-order pill, containing incredibly terrifying energy."

Even the slightest leakage of energy could cause that person's body to explode.

Unless a powerful expert intervenes and dedicates time and effort to slowly refine it.

Xu Mingwei's eyes lit up. "To be honest, senior, my wife is a mortal martial artist, and her lifespan is also running out."

If you, senior, are willing to refine the "Heavenly Longevity Pill" for him, I would like to become your disciple.

"A mortal wife?" Changfeng Xiaoyang looked surprised. "I didn't expect you to be such a devoted person. There aren't many like you in the cultivation world."

They're bound to suffer in the future.

Are you really willing to give up this "Longevity Pill" for her?
To tell you the truth, I only have one of these pills left.

"Please grant my request, senior."

Xu Mingwei bowed without hesitation.

Seeing the clear and determined look in Xu Mingwei's eyes, Changfeng Xiaoyang finally sighed and said, "Fine, as you wish, but the 'Heavenly Longevity Pill' is indeed very precious."

It's still a waste for your wife.

I also have the "Mysterious Yang Longevity Pill" in my possession, which can extend the lifespan of ordinary people by nearly two or three hundred years.

Your Xu family has mastered the methods of the second realm of martial arts.

If we find resources to help her break through this barrier, she should be able to live for another hundred years or so.

At this point, Changfeng Xiaoyang paused for a moment, then continued, "But you must understand that even we cultivators have a lifespan that ends one day."

If you keep trying to prolong your life, you'll only end up getting yourself into deeper trouble.

Xu Mingwei remained silent, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "This junior understands. I will bear all the consequences."

(End of this chapter)