The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

"Please hear me out."

"Each of you who has entered the 'Peerless Sect' is a renowned genius in the outside world. I, Wu Ping'an, sincerely admire you. If you are willing, I would like to become sworn brothers with all of you."

Sensing the arrival of the "Great Will of the Martial World," Zhu Yu felt reassured. He looked around at everyone, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "From now on, we will share blessings and hardships, and work together to create a bright future..."

The words fell.

The noisy crowd below the stage immediately fell silent.

Sensing the faint connection with Zhu Yu, everyone was stunned and confused. When did they become so close to him?

Especially those who had clamored and mocked Zhu Yu as a bookworm and a good-for-nothing before the competition started, their expressions kept changing, and they opened their mouths several times, but the words got stuck in their throats and they couldn't spit them out.

Some naturally intelligent and thoughtful individuals instantly snapped out of their daze, looked around, and saw that everyone else looked bewildered and shocked. After a moment of stunned silence, an unbelievable idea suddenly popped into their minds.

"Could it be that everyone present received an invitation to form a sworn brotherhood?..."

The moment this thought arose, it grew wildly like weeds. They looked up at the young man on the stage, who stood with his hands clasped in a blue light, two swords at his waist, and a kind and sincere face.

I don't know why.

A sudden chill ran through me.

"How did he do that?... "

Before they could think it through, an excited voice startled them awake.

"I do, I do..."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone turned to look, and saw a boy about five feet tall, thin as a monkey, leap out of the crowd like a nimble ape, and after a few leaps, he was on the arena.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he knelt on one knee and apologized:

"Saruhiro greets elder brother."

As he spoke, wisps of smoke rose above his head, manifesting as a light green divine incantation.

[The Monkey Offering Peaches]

at the same time.

The waves of excitement from the successful "sworn brotherhood" spread outwards.

Zhu Yu sensed that his connection with Yuan Guang had deepened and that they could interact through "human influence." His face lit up with joy, and he stepped forward to help him up, saying with great enthusiasm:

"Fifth brother, you flatter me. We are brothers, there's no need for such formalities. From now on, we will work together with one heart and one mind, sharing both good times and bad."

Suddenly, Yuan Guang felt a sense of security. His gentle nature caused his eyes to redden slightly. He nodded vigorously, looked at the crowd below the stage, and loudly repeated:

"Sharing happiness and hardship together."

His words, coupled with the successful "sworn brotherhood," caused a stir.

The audience immediately snapped out of their daze, their shock growing even stronger.

"It actually worked..."

The first few to regain consciousness looked at Yuan Guang, who had taken the lead on the stage, and were filled with regret. They dared not think any further and quickly circulated their qi and blood to their feet, leaping out from the crowd.

A dozen or so people, both men and women, appeared on the stage.

They exchanged a glance, then knelt on one knee, clasped their hands in greeting, and said:

"Wu Lei, Bai Ran, Liu Wei... greet Big Brother."

A dazzling array of "divine words" appeared one after another, and the next moment, more than a dozen waves of "sworn brotherhood" success rippled out.

When they sensed the close connection with Zhu Yu and the surrounding "sworn brotherhood" fluctuations, everyone on the stage was overjoyed.

Despite wondering why, even though they were all sworn brothers, only Zhu Yu felt a deep sense of loyalty and willingness to risk his life for her, that didn't matter. What mattered was that the sworn brotherhood had been formed!

As intelligent as they were, they almost instantly understood the terrifying power behind the connection between their sworn brother "Zhu Yu" and a dozen or even hundreds of brothers who were willing to risk their lives for them.

With so many brothers who would risk their lives for us, the world is vast, and there is nowhere we cannot go, and nothing we cannot accomplish!

"Okay, okay..."

Zhu Yu, visibly moved, stepped forward and helped up his sworn brothers and sisters one by one, saying excitedly:

"To have made friends with all of you brothers and sisters is enough for me in this life, enough for me in this life..."

"Big brother!..."

The group had different thoughts before, but the "sworn brotherhood" was successfully formed quietly. Their feelings for Zhu Yu were sincere and they all stepped forward and gathered around him.

"Whoa..."

After more than a dozen people successfully formed a sworn brotherhood, not only the crowd below the stage went wild, but even the Jiujiang Hundred Clan, government officials, and heroes on both sides of the pavilions couldn't sit still any longer. They suddenly stood up and stared at the arena.

"Damn it, is 'sworn brotherhood' that simple?"

"How did that kid do that?"

"Are the inner disciples of the 'Peerless Sect' really this close?..."

"Big event, big event..."

"..."

And just as they were discussing it.

Below the ring.

Seeing the lively scene of brothers addressing each other on stage, and especially the ever-growing and heavy "popularity" surrounding him, some people could no longer sit still and went up on stage one after another.

"Liu Yan, Bai Mu, Zhuang Tong... greet Big Brother..."

There were at least a hundred people on stage at once.

They all knelt on one knee, clasped their hands in a fist and shouted loudly, their voices so loud they drowned out the surrounding noise.

The three thousand disciples were distributed across three arenas.

Zhu Yu's speech was directed only at his own arena, so the disciples of the "Wushuang Sect" on the other two arenas did not feel the invitation to "form a sworn brotherhood".

When he saw the "sworn brotherhood" energy erupting from hundreds of people, he was horrified and lost all interest in fighting. Some people couldn't help but move closer.

"Damn it, how is this possible..."

Among the crowd, some who were preparing to take advantage of the "Inner Sect" competition to win the championship, advance to the "True Disciple" level, and make a name for themselves, looked at the "sworn brotherhood" fluctuations constantly erupting on the arena where Zhu Yu was, as if they had seen a ghost, especially as more and more people formed "sworn brotherhoods".

A golden glow emanated from the area surrounding the arena.

That was almost condensed into "human prestige," and its terrifying content, if refined by one person, could probably leap to the "Fifth Realm" Dharma Aspect.

Thinking of this.

Those who aspire to the "true successor position" all have extremely sinister expressions.

Because the "Peerless Sect" has been established for a thousand years, the people invited are all people of certain status, and the more prestigious their status, the more "reputation" they can gain.

But no matter how much more.

The "popularity" that one person can provide in a short period of time is ultimately limited.

Zhu Yu's "sworn brotherhood" has, at the very least, gathered more than half of the "popularity" for this "Inner Sect Competition," and it is still growing.

You can imagine.

Even if they later win the "championship" and become true disciples, they probably won't gather much "popularity"...

"Damn it..."

Thinking of this, those who were determined to inherit the "true teachings" were furious and wished they could chop Zhu Yu in half with one palm. However, when they saw that the arena was almost completely occupied, their anger immediately subsided.

They were confident in their abilities and were not afraid of three or five inner disciples, but if they faced hundreds or thousands of inner disciples, it would be tantamount to courting death.

When these people join forces, even those at the third level of the Dao Fruit realm dare not easily provoke them. Only those at the fourth level of the Golden Body realm are unafraid of their group attack. But even if they are unafraid, no one wants to provoke hundreds of inner disciples of the Peerless Sect at the same time.

Looking at "Zhu Yu" who was surrounded by admirers.

Whether they were people dedicated to the "true teachings," or people from all walks of life, from the pavilions on both sides of the river to the government offices and heroes, they all had only one thought in their minds.

Its momentum has been established!

It's not impossible that a future "Fifth Realm" Dharma Aspect Realm expert will be a certainty, or even a "Sixth Realm" Immortal Realm expert...

The thought arose.

Some people immediately had ideas.

If they can swear brotherhood, why can't I?

at this time.

Surrounded by his brothers and sisters, Zhu Yu felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if he were carrying a heavy burden and was struggling to breathe.

This feeling extends not only to the physical body but also to the soul.

This "burden" comes from two sources: the tangible "popularity" and his eight hundred "brothers and sisters".

"I was careless. Luckily, it was only eight hundred brothers..."

Zhu Yu, suppressing his dizziness, exchanged a few pleasantries with his brothers and sisters before announcing, "Tonight, I'll host a banquet for all of you at my residence. We won't leave until we're all drunk!" He then left behind the tactful "Yu Lou" to foster camaraderie among the brothers and sisters, arranging their names and registering them in order.

He then left the arena under the pretext of preparing a banquet, accompanied by his third brother "Liu Peisan", fourth brother "Dang Qing" and fifth brother "Yuan Guang".

Pavilions on both sides, in a certain corner.

The maid Baozi watched Zhu Yu leave, surrounded by Liu Peisan and the other two, and said with admiration, "Second Young Master is so amazing..." She then turned to Wu Pingjun and exclaimed excitedly, "Miss, Miss, listen to this! They all say Second Young Master is a shoo-in for advancing to the 'Fifth Realm'! And Second Young Master has so many sworn brothers and sisters, he's truly incredible..."

"Um…"

Hearing the maid Baozi's heartfelt exclamation, Wu Pingjun nodded perfunctorily, watching Zhu Yu disappear into the depths of the mountains. Then, looking at the "righteousness" register in the "Jade Pavilion" below the arena, his emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

At that moment, only one word was in her mind.

"How did he do that?"

Let alone having a good relationship with the inner disciples of the "Peerless Sect," even if they grew up together, lived together for a hundred years, and were so close that they were practically inseparable, it would be impossible for nearly a thousand people to "swear brotherhood" together.

After all, human hearts are like demons.

Even the most sincere person will find it difficult to open their whole heart to someone, and without opening one's heart, the "sworn brotherhood" will not succeed.

"Is it because of his divine pronouncement of 'righteous spirit'...?"

She couldn't think of any other explanation.

a long time.

A smile appeared on Wu Pingjun's alluring face as she murmured, "This lad is truly remarkable..."

For some unknown reason, a blush rose on her cheeks.

The pavilions are not far apart.

Dong Qing's gaze burned with unwavering determination; she was growing ever more resolute in her resolve to marry Zhu Yu!

As for Lin Lu?

If the argument continued, a chilling glint would flash in her eyes.

Lin Lu was unaware of her change in expression. Looking at the noisy arena below, his eyes were filled with jealousy. If he had these brothers and sisters to help him, why would he have to depend on others?

At that time, not only Dong Qing'er, but the "Sea Whale Gang" will all be his.

The pavilion on the other side.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe, Yang Lun, the county magistrate of Jiangning County and the patriarch of the local tyrant "Yang family," stared at the noisy scene on the arena below, unable to recover for a long time.

A short while later.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around, and an invisible aura spread out, enveloping the pavilion. He walked to the child eating pastries, squatted down, and was about to stroke the child's head when the child suddenly looked up. On the child's tender face, a pair of dark and calm eyes reflected countless figures fighting.

If you look closely, it's not hard to see.

The reflections in his pupils were of those who had previously displayed their skills in the arena, including Zhu Yu, Yu Lou, Liu Peisan, and others…

Yang Lun paused, then withdrew his arm, and said gently, "Mingdao, can you discern what methods 'Wu Ping'an' used to 'form brotherhood' with eight hundred men?..."

The child called "Mingdao" looked bewildered, but uttered a calm and emotionless childish voice.

"Heavens, I like him."

Yang Lun's pupils contracted, and he was about to say something when he heard the other continue, "Heaven needs its 'Dao'..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the illusion in the child's eyes shattered instantly, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Yang Lun quickly reached out and caught him, as if handling a precious piece of porcelain, carefully lifting him and placing him on a chair. He looked up at the sky, where the azure had faded, appearing even clearer, and murmured:

"Is Heaven favoring us...?"

……

The back mountain of "Wushuang Gate".

"White Dragon King" Dong Biwu, "Green-Eyed Demon" Wanyan Hong, and "Grand Elder" Yan Shu walked along a secluded path in a bamboo forest that seemed to be forged from black iron. After walking for an unknown period of time, their view suddenly opened up ahead.

A small bamboo house built of "sword bamboo," which is a bamboo house with a black iron-like appearance, came into view for the three of them.

Inside, there were chickens and ducks, a lush vegetable garden, and tools such as hoes and axes, just like a farmhouse.

See here.

"White Dragon King" Dong Biwu immediately exclaimed in praise, "This place is so elegant and pleasant, I truly envy it. If the 'Sea Whale Gang' weren't so dependent on its members, this old man would also like to learn from the 'Sword Saint' and retreat into seclusion to cultivate..."

Upon hearing this...

"Blue-eyed demon" Wanyan Hong curled his lip and cursed inwardly, "That old bastard who doesn't want to relinquish power will die a violent death sooner or later." Thinking this, he looked at the farm again, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "What's with the act of being a hermit master?"

"Elder" Yan Shu stepped to the door, raised his hand and knocked, calling out: "Yan Shu, together with Lord Dong Jiang and Lord Wanyan Jiang, have come to pay their respects to the Sect Master and have something to discuss."

Not long after he finished speaking.

The bamboo door opened silently.

A detached, emotionless voice came from the bamboo house.

"Come in."

"Elder" Yan Shu nodded slightly to "White Dragon King" Dong Biwu and "Green-eyed Ghost" Wanyan Hong, and stepped into the courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard.

The three men's expressions changed slightly as they looked around in surprise. In their perception, the "courtyard" had no spiritual energy whatsoever, and their "qi and blood essence" was faintly dissipating.

Fortunately, the loss of "Qi and Blood True Qi" was negligible. Suppressing his doubts, he stepped into the bamboo house. As soon as he entered, he saw "Sword Saint Dugu" at the head of the table looking at the fish tank with great interest.

"Greetings, Sect Master."

The three of them clasped their hands in a salute.

"Sword Saint Dugu" clearly found looking at the fish tank more interesting than talking to them, and casually waved his hand, saying bluntly:

"Get to the point."

Having spent a long time together, the three knew the "Sword Saint's" temperament. They exchanged a glance, and "White Dragon King" Dong Biwu stepped forward and said:

"Reporting to the Sect Master, just now, I learned some news from my daughter..."

As he spoke, Dong Qing'er overheard Princess Yiluan and Prince Fengshui chatting. The "envoy" who had been sent to a foreign land brought back a message that the negotiations with that powerful "foreign land" had gone smoothly, and perhaps it wouldn't be long before the "Great Yu" would submit to them.

Upon hearing this...

"Sword Saint Dugu" looked away from the fish tank, turned to the three of them, and said calmly, "Is there anything else?"

"Um?"

The three were taken aback. "Elder" Yan Shu hurriedly asked, "Sect Master, if the Great Yu submits, shouldn't our Peerless Sect investigate beforehand?"

"Can."

Dugu Jiansheng nodded, saying nothing. Just as he was about to drive the three away, he seemed to remember something and gave an order:

"Oh, right, remember to send 'Wu Ping'an' away..."

As he spoke, a strange look flashed across his indifferent face, and he said:

"And his eight hundred sworn siblings..."

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