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

The river is deep and the water is cold.

When Zhu Yu and his group swam to the shore, a gust of wind made them shiver involuntarily. Without even looking around, they hurriedly circulated their qi and blood to expel the cold from their bodies and dried their clothes.

In an instant, the steam rose, and under the clear moonlight, it looked like a wisp of white cloud drifting leisurely.

Zhu Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself that this was not a place to stay for long. He turned to look at Dong Qing'er and the others and said:

"Is Senior Sister Dong leaving with us, or...?

Before Dong Qing'er could speak, Lin Lu suddenly said sarcastically, "My godfather has helped you all this way, and now that he's missing, you not only don't think about rescuing him, but you also want to take Qing'er away, putting her in a position of disloyalty and filial impiety. What are you thinking...?"

Zhu Yu frowned and glanced at him, but ignored him.

Dong Qing'er hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Never mind, Junior Brother Wu, you should leave first."

It wasn't that she didn't want Zhu Yu and the others to help her.

She really didn't know why the Zhenwu Guard would attack her father, but she had a vague guess in her heart that the Zhenwu Guard, as a powerful force that suppressed a continent, would never act rashly.

And if it makes a move, something big is bound to happen.

She didn't believe that the Zhenwu Guard would be mobilized because of her father, but if her father was just incidentally targeting the Wushuang Gate of the Lord of Jiujiang, it seemed much more reasonable.

If her guess is true.

Traveling with Zhu Yu and the others at this time is too dangerous. If they encounter the Zhenwu Guard, there will be no room for maneuver.

"Take care, Senior Sister Dong."

Zhu Yu could guess some of the meaning from Dong Qing'er's worried expression. Without saying anything, he nodded slightly and turned to look at his sworn brothers and sisters who were looking at him.

"Let's go."

Having said that, he took light steps and ran in the opposite direction of the river.

Ma Cheng, carrying a load on a shoulder pole, hurried to catch up.

"Walk."

The group exchanged glances, their hearts filled with trepidation, and channeled their vital energy into their feet, leaving the riverbank like arrows.

Not long after they left.

Dong Qing'er didn't waste any words with Lin Lu. Leading the Dong family's soldiers, she followed the unseen bloodline connection and headed straight for a certain direction.

Lin Lu stared at the man's back, his eyes narrowing slightly, and slowly followed.

The sun rises during the dog days of summer.

After traveling all night, Zhu Yu finally stopped at a river as the sun rose. Looking out, he could vaguely see a village built along the river through the mist on the water.

Before he could speak, Yu Lou and Li Ling led several people forward and said, "Brother, you should rest here for a while. We'll go to the village across the street to find out where this place is and buy some food."

Zhu Yu nodded and advised, "Be careful."

Yu Lou and Li Ling nodded, but they were not particularly concerned. It was just a village; what danger could there be? The two of them then led the others across the river to the village on the other side.

Watching the two figures disappear into the mist, Zhu Yu withdrew his gaze, turned to look at his sworn brothers and sisters behind him who were clearly uneasy about the unknown territory, said a few kind words to comfort them, and casually found a blue stone to sit down.

Ma Cheng put down his load, took out a wine flask and a jade bottle from the sandalwood box, walked over, and handed them to Zhu Yu. Seeing his questioning look, he grinned and said:

"These are military pills I made by boiling nourishing medicinal herbs and fine rice. One pill can keep you full for a day. Young master, since your cultivation is higher, it can probably keep you full for half a day..."

"Thank you for your help."

Zhu Yu smiled and nodded, took the pill bottle, opened it, and a strong medicinal smell wafted out. He tilted his palm, and a dark brown pill the size of a thumb rolled into his palm. He examined it with his "True Sight Eye" and, after confirming that it was harmless, swallowed it.

Immediately, I felt a surge of heat in my stomach, flowing through my whole body. After swallowing five pills, the hunger in my stomach finally subsided.

He took another sip of wine, returned the wine pouch and elixir bottle to Ma Cheng, and said with a smile, "I don't lack 'popularity' now. You can refine the 'popularity' contained in the treasure in the box."

Ma Cheng's eyes lit up immediately. Without being polite, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the reward, young master."

"Go."

Zhu Yu waved his hand, looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with undisguised joy.

He was in my sight.

Wisps of golden light gathered from the darkness, forming a golden cloud about an acre in size above his head. It churned slightly, and wisps of golden smoke fell down, like snakes and worms, burrowing into his body through his pores and merging into the divine seed in his "heart".

After being refined by the divine words "righteous energy", strands of pure energy surged out and merged into the blood and qi. As it circulated, the blood and qi visibly grew stronger.

Only one night has passed.

Popularity has increased exponentially, nearly a hundredfold.

Zhu Yu roughly estimated that if he distributed the "popularity" among his sworn brothers and sisters, it would be enough for them to directly break through to the "Third Realm" Dao Fruit.

"Has the news spread...?"

Looking at the ever-growing "popularity" that was increasing rather than decreasing, he suddenly wondered if he should distribute it now and wait until everyone broke through the "three realms" before heading to "Taihu Lake".

But after a moment's thought, he suppressed the idea.

Human nature is complex; things that are easily obtained are often not cherished. Distributing the spoils now will only make his adopted brothers and sisters think that "popularity" is easily gained, thus making them lazy, timid, and devoid of any fighting spirit...

Even if someone has a high level of cultivation, they are useless and worthless to him.

That won't do.

He plans to rely on these adopted brothers and sisters to help him conquer the world in the future...

"call…"

Zhu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Yu Fushui, who was immersed in cultivation in the crowd, and his sworn brothers and sisters around him who looked envious and jealous. He smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and focused his mind, guiding his qi and blood to open his acupoints.

With the aid of divine sense, he continued his cultivation even while traveling at night. He has now opened 180 acupoints, only halfway to opening all 360 acupoints.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Yu, who was enveloped in all directions, stirred slightly, waking up from his cultivation and turning to look at the river.

A ferry came speeding in like an arrow, with Yu Lou, Li Ling and their group standing at the bow. However, compared to when they left, they looked a little disheveled, obviously having fought and suffered some minor losses.

He frowned, stood up, and stepped forward.

The boats and ships docked.

Yu Lou and Li Ling, one carrying a bruised and unconscious man and the other carrying an elderly man with a cloth stuffed in his mouth and eyes full of terror, stepped down.

Faced with Zhu Yu's gaze, the two men gave an awkward smile, tossed aside the man and the old man they were carrying, lowered their heads slightly, and said in a muffled voice:

"That fishing village is full of river bandits. We were caught off guard and almost fell victim to their ambush..."

Zhu Yu looked at the disheveled group and shook his head speechlessly. Was this what they called almost being ambushed? He shook his head slightly, ignoring the two men, and his gaze fell on the man and the old man, his eyes showing surprise.

"A tiny village, yet it has two Divine Realm experts..."

Yu Lou raised her head and hurriedly said, "There were three. I killed the other one."

Li Ling and the others nodded in agreement.

"Heh...you're quite capable." Zhu Yu glanced at him sideways and said indifferently, "As expected of an inner elite of the 'Peerless Sect,' you're truly impressive..."

Yu Lou, Li Ling, and the others blushed and lowered their heads.

The elderly man's eyes widened in terror. He rolled over, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly, whimpering softly.

Zhu Yu squatted down and said calmly, "I ask, you answer. I don't want to hear nonsense." After saying that, he removed the cloth from the man's mouth.

"Where is this?"

The elderly man in his sixties hurriedly replied, "Xiahe Village."

Which prefecture?

The elderly man, without hesitation, replied, "Huai'an Prefecture."

"Huai'an..."

Memories of it surfaced in Zhu Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Huai'an is connected to Jiujiang, but it is thousands of miles away from Huiwan Wharf.

In other words.

In a short time, "White Dragon King" Dong Biwu carried them across tens of thousands of miles, his supernatural abilities were truly extraordinary.

Find out the region.

Zhu Yu said no more, stood up, waved his hand and said, "Distribute the food, and we'll leave after we finish eating."

"Yes, brother."

Yu Lou agreed and led his men to move rice, noodles, salted fish, and other items. As for the elderly man and the unconscious man, Li Ling took them away.

soon.

Only a few embers of fire remained, still emitting wisps of smoke.

The sun rises and sets.

One month later.

Baishui River, dock.

A passenger ship slowly docked, and passengers filed out, quickly blending into the bustling dockside market.

on the street.

A group of people dressed in black escorted a kind-looking young man into a shop called "Zhi Ke Fang".

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper, who was drinking tea and reading a book, suddenly brightened up when he saw the group enter. His gaze swept over them, finally settling on the kind-looking young man at the head of the group. He straightened his back slightly, a smile appearing on his face, and clasped his hands in greeting:

"I am the manager of 'Knowing Guest,' young hero. May I ask what kind of information you wish to purchase?"

The group consisted of Zhu Yu and his sworn siblings. Upon hearing this, they didn't waste any words and went straight to the point:

"A map of Taihu Lake, and news about the Baishui River flowing into the lake."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Ten gold coins."

Ma Cheng, who was following behind Zhu Yu, immediately took out a ten-tael gold ingot from his sleeve and placed it on the counter.

After inspecting the quality of the goods, the shopkeeper took out a map marked with intricate lines and densely packed small characters from the counter and handed it to him.

Zhu Yu reached out and took the "map," glanced at it, compared it with the map Dong Qing'er had given him, confirmed that it was correct, and then turned and left the shop with the map and book.

"Tsk...another bunch of reckless fools..."

The shopkeeper shook his head inwardly, sat back down in his chair, and continued to sip his tea and read.

Street.

Zhu Yu then went in and out of several shops selling "information," and returned to the boat he had come on with several maps and books.

in the room.

After comparing them one by one, he found that "Taihu" was far more chaotic than he had imagined, or rather, there were far more forces coming to "Taihu" to beg for food than he had imagined.

For example, the "Baishui River" is the entrance to Taihu Lake.

On the surface, it is occupied by "Qingfeng Village", but in reality, "Qingfeng Village" only occupies a small portion of this waterway. The remaining majority of the share is divided into two parts: one part is occupied by the "Zhao Family", which operates the "Baishui River" wharf and market, and the other part is occupied by the "Fishing Gang", which makes a living by hunting demon fish.

Compared to "Qingfeng Village," which only has three leaders at the Dao Fruit Realm, this is a stark contrast.

Both the "Zhao Family" and the "Fisherman's Gang" have martial artists at the "Golden Body" level in charge.

There's also "White Horse Village," which has martial artists at the Golden Body Realm...

"Golden Body Realm..."

Zhu Yu murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on himself.

【Wu Ping'an "Zhu Yu"】

[Age: 17/120]

[Realm: Dao Fruit Realm: Physical Body Barrier "99%", Internal Organ Barrier "99%", Spirit Barrier "5%"]

[Attributes: Constitution 9.7, Spirit 10.9 [3000]]

[Martial Arts: Basic Swordsmanship "Perfected", Basic Footwork "Perfected"]

[Dao Fruit: Righteous Qi "87%", Characteristics: Evil Extermination Lv1, Wisdom Enhancement Lv1]

[Domain: The Vast River]

Status: Healthy

A month has passed.

With the help of a large number of "people's prestige", his cultivation progressed rapidly. He not only broke through to the "Dao Fruit Realm", but also completed the "physical body barrier" and "internal organ barrier" in a short period of time. He is now in the "divine barrier" of tempering his soul.

"Ten more days..."

Zhu Yu analyzed it with his "Eye of True Sight" and found that with his current cultivation speed, he would be able to complete the "Divine Barrier" tempering in ten days, at which time he could begin to break through to the "Four Realms" Golden Body.

He condensed the "Martial Golden Body" when he was in the "Dao Fruit Realm", and breaking through to the "Four Realms" Golden Body was not only a natural progression, but also almost inevitable.

He paused for a moment to ponder.

He summoned Yu Lou, Liu Peisan, Dang Qing, You Mang, Li Ling, Yu Fushui, and others to the room. Sensing the aura of the perfected Divine Word Realm emanating from them, he raised his hand and lightly pointed to the location of "Qingfeng Village," and said in a deep voice:

"Let the brothers prepare according to plan."

"Yes, brother."

The crowd grinned maliciously, clasped their hands in agreement, and turned to leave the room.

soon.

A group of young men and women dressed in various costumes left the boat one after another.

three days later.

The boats depart from the port and travel for a day to reach the last stop on the Baishui River, which is also the place where the river flows into the lake, and then dock on the shore.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Zhu Yu and his party of several hundred people filed out and, amidst the strange looks of other passengers, boarded a smaller boat and headed directly to Taihu Lake without stopping.

Qingfeng Village.

It is located on an isolated island a hundred miles away from the mouth of the Baishui River. The island is surrounded by reefs, and the route in and out is unknown. Boats can easily run aground and sink.

Because "Qingfeng Village" does not follow the rules.

As ships sailing off its islands have become increasingly rare, nowadays, months pass without a single ship passing by, rendering its "lookout towers" virtually useless.

Now that the rain is continuous, no "water bandits" are willing to suffer from the wind and rain. They all stay in their rooms drinking and gambling.

They knew nothing about it.

A boat emerged from the depths of the mist and sped toward the island.

Several miles from the island, the boats stopped at the reef, and figures leaped out, walking on the water and heading straight for the island.

Boat deck.

Ma Cheng watched the departing disciples of the "Peerless Sect," then turned to look at Zhu Yu, who, despite being in the rain, seemed to be protected by a barrier, his clothes remaining completely dry. A look of awe and envy appeared in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Zhu Yu stepped out, his figure like a ghost, and in a flash he was several feet away. He quickly stepped onto the island and climbed onto the gate he had built. Looking down, he could see dark figures running around in the mountain stronghold.

As the flames of life died out, wisps of faint "Spiritual Ruins Origin" rose into the air.

Zhu Yu's smile deepened, and she murmured softly:

"Rainy days are truly murderous weather..."

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