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

As Lady Huan Yu's will broke free from her "natal spiritual realm," she awoke from her cultivation and saw Zhu Yu standing beside her. Her face lit up with joy, and she withdrew her domain, flashed to his side, and buried herself in his arms.

Smelling the scent that made her tremble and become mesmerized, her eyes became unfocused again, and she uttered a meaningless murmur.

Zhu Yu was already used to this. He raised his hand and placed it on Meng's smooth hair, which was emerald green with a hint of gray, and stared at her.

An information panel appeared.

[Goal: Dream]

[Race: Dark Elf]

[Bloodline: Chosen One (Lady of Pleasure)]

[Cultivation Level: Early Stage 2 (12%)]

[Technique: Night Ritual]

[Innate Divine Ability: Thorn Domain (Divine Gift)]

[Talented Spells: Shadow Arts, Shadow Touch, Shadow Spell, Charm, Mirror Image, Perception Amplification...]

[Foundation: Heart of Thorns "Wood, Darkness"]

[Status: Abyss Oath, Healthy, Happy]

His gaze fell on her cultivation level, and Zhu Yu couldn't help but secretly admire, "The cultivation speed of the chosen ones is truly fast..."

In just a few months, "Dream"'s cultivation level increased significantly. If she continues to improve in this way, she will be able to break through to the mid-stage of the second rank in just a few years and become the most powerful vassal under him.

While this rapid cultivation speed is certainly due to the generous blessings bestowed by the Lady of Pleasure, "Dream's" own aptitude is also among the top tier of "Dark Elves."

Suppressing his emotions, Zhu Yu glanced at the other information. Seeing that there were no major changes, he closed the panel, gently touched Meng's brow to wake her up, and then sent her a breath of energy, waving his hand and saying:

"Go."

"Yes, Master."

Meng glanced pitifully at Zhu Yu, saw his indifferent expression, pouted, and reluctantly manifested the bronze gate to head towards the "Martial Realm".

Zhu Yu shook his head inwardly, "After all, he wasn't raised by his family since he was a child..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at a corner of the space.

A towering tree, nearly ten feet tall, pure white as jade, and radiating starlight, stood in the corner. Beneath its jade-like leaves hung thumb-sized, star-like fruits, echoing the starlight and creating a beautiful sight.

It is indeed "Starry Sky Wood".

And under the tree.

"Xiaoqing and Xiaobai" manifested their true forms as two-headed Naga serpents, coiled like snakes, their bodies shimmering with spiritual light, occasionally punctuated by shimmering water and purple lightning.

Its revealed aura was already at the peak of the first realm. If Zhu Yu hadn't been thinking about taking advantage of "Lan" in "Canglan Lingxu" to further improve their bloodline, they would have already been able to try to break through to the second realm.

"Almost there, almost there..."

Zhu Yu's mind reconnected with the avatar located in "Canglan Lingxu". He wondered if "Lan" had noticed something was wrong, as the great battle between the Warsaw fishmen and "Storm Nest" had been postponed for decades.

Fortunately, a large number of Warsaw fishmen have recently gathered at the border, and a great battle is imminent. The time for him to see "Storm" again is not far away.

Without much thought, Zhu Yu turned her gaze to Xiao Hei, who was lazily lying under the Starry Sky Tree, fast asleep.

Compared to before, Xiao Hei's appearance has changed drastically.

Its size has shrunk dramatically, now less than the size of a millstone. Its dark carapace is marked with star-like spots, which are intertwined like a net, giving the impression that they are about to merge together.

Xiao Hei's appearance reminded Zhu Yu of the "Moon Elf".

Is it because of the "divine gift" of racial inheritance...?

In his perception, Xiao Hei's energy was connected to the Starry Sky Wood, and a large amount of "divine essence" seeped into its body like water, washing away its chronic illness and gradually changing its constitution.

"Not bad..."

Zhu Yu smiled. Xiao Hei's physique was gradually becoming similar to that of "Moon Elf," and its talent was also improving. Even before it had completely transformed, it was already showing signs of surpassing "Xiao Yu."

Thinking of Xiaoyu, his gaze shifted slightly, landing on a ginseng plant not far away.

Xiaoyu lay on top of her, pretending to sleep, while Xiaoqi, wearing a red bib and with her hair in a high ponytail, lay sprawled below, fast asleep.

"The little guy has a good temper..."

Zhu Yu looked at Xiao Qi, who was still sleeping soundly with no care in the world, whose nest had been taken over by Xiao Yu, and shook his head with amusement. He then appeared in front of her in a flash.

Sensing his presence, Xiaoyu immediately opened her eyes, flapped her wings, and landed on his shoulder. She affectionately nuzzled his cheek with her delicate head, conveying a wave of tender joy and affection through her thoughts.

Zhu Yu held it in his palm and examined it carefully with his "Eye of True Sight." Confirming that it had reached its current peak and could not progress any further, he subtly conjured a bronze gate, gently tossed it into the air, and laughed:

"You've been waiting impatiently, haven't you? Go and break through..."

hum…

The little jade mouthpiece emitted a buzzing sound, flapped its wings and circled around him twice, then transformed into white light and plunged into the bronze gate, entering the "Source Sea".

Inside was the "high-quality spiritual energy" that Zhu Yu had prepared for it to break through to the second tier, as well as a thumb-sized piece of "essence of ten thousand beasts" that he had obtained not long ago from killing a second-tier evil beast in the "Black Sea".

According to the analysis of "True Sight".

With the assistance of "Ten Thousand Beast Essence" and "High-Quality Spiritual Energy", Xiaoyu has a 90% chance of breaking through to the second tier, and it also has a certain probability of further awakening the bloodline of the "Splitter Butterfly" ranked 98th on the "Twelve Heavenly Immortal Alliance - Strange Insect Ranking".

If Xiaoyu could awaken the superior divine power "Void Rift" that "Sky-Splitting Butterfly" relied on to roam freely, she would instantly become his strongest henchman, without exception.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yu felt a faint sense of excitement and focused his mind on the "source" until Xiao Yu emerged from her cocoon and he was sure that everything was alright before he came back to his senses.

"Master, Xiaoqi misses you so much..."

As soon as Zhu Yu opened her eyes, she heard Xiao Qi's voice. She turned her head and saw a pair of big, pitiful eyes. She couldn't help but smile, took the little one in her palm, and asked with a smile:

"Did Xiao Hei beat you up again, or did Xiao Qing steal your fruit?...

Xiao Qi shook her head vigorously, pouted, and said in a slightly tearful voice, "Master, could you please help Xiao Qi find the root?"

"Hmm?" Zhu Yu looked puzzled. "Roots? Your roots?... "

Xiaoqi nodded with teary eyes, then suddenly burst into tears, "Waaah... Xiaoqi dreamed about it. It was nearby. It was so pitiful. Every day, bad people forced it to eat dirty things and cut off its flesh to bleed it out..."

"Waaah..."

As she cried, she lay sprawled out on her back, rolling around with her arms outstretched. Her little face was streaked with tears, and she looked incredibly pitiful.

"The nearby... martial arts world..."

Zhu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. His first thought wasn't about any root, but rather that Xiao Qi was dishonest and hiding something from him.

Xiao Qi previously mentioned escaping from a major sect's herb garden to "Yi Ling Xu," so how come there's suddenly another Root in the "Martial World"?...

Instead of interrogating him, he enveloped his body with his divine sense, capturing fragments of information contained within his turbulent emotions.

soon.

He then learned about the "root" that Xiaoqi had mentioned.

The "root" that Xiaoqi mentioned is not actually a "root," but rather a piece of "seven-colored medicinal mud" called "root."

According to Xiao Qi's memory, the "Seven-Colored Medicinal Mud" root was a third-tier transformable spiritual soil, which was Xiao Qi's inseparable friend. Due to a major change in the "Martial World", both were affected. Xiao Qi fell with the "Righteous Spirit Ruins", while the Seven-Colored Medicinal Mud ended up in the "Martial World".

"Hiss, third-tier spirit soil..."

Upon receiving the information, Zhu Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes lighting up instantly.

It is "third-order spiritual soil" and also medicinal soil, and even transformable medicinal soil.

Given its rarity, even a "Golden Core True Lord" would covet it.

If it were included in the "Native Spiritual Ruins", not to mention that it could nurture precious spiritual plants and herbs, if it could suppress, nourish, and regulate the ley lines of the "Native Spiritual Ruins", at least before advancing to the "Golden Core Realm", he would not have to worry about the instability of the "Native Spiritual Ruins".

"We must help! We absolutely have to help!"

Coming to his senses, Zhu Yu nodded solemnly. Without hesitation, he waved his hand, conjuring a bronze gate. He stepped inside, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in the "Martial Realm".

He looked down at Xiao Qi in his palm, whose sobs were gradually ceasing, his eyes shining, and asked:

"Xiaoqi, where are your 'roots'?"

Little Seven looked blank for a moment, then leaped up, excitedly asking, "Master, are you going to help Little Seven find a root...?" Seeing Zhu Yu nod, it jumped up happily. Without needing to be urged, it frowned for a few moments, raised its lotus root arm, pointed in a certain direction, and shouted:

"Master, the roots are there..."

Without hesitation, Zhu Yu rode the escape light and soared into the sky, heading straight for the direction Xiao Qi had indicated. In less than half a day, a massive city of unknown length and width came into view, with three large characters clearly written on its city gate.

"Yongzhou City".

The direction Xiaoqi pointed in was the "Prefect's Residence".

"This is troublesome..."

Zhu Yu stood in the sky, his brows furrowed. After a few moments of contemplation, he turned and rode away in a streak of light.

The only one capable of imprisoning and raising a third-tier spirit soil is the old prince Qin Wuxiang, who failed to support the Dragon Court and is now confined to the state city.

Even though he seemed to be in a state of exhaustion and not long to live, Zhu Yu did not want to take any risks. He knew that the "root" was in his hands and that he could outlast him.

Seeing that his expression was off, Xiaoqi mumbled a few words but dared not say more. Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and she lowered her head, sobbing intermittently.

"Your master can't afford to offend the person who imprisoned your friend for now. Don't worry, in time, your master will definitely reunite you with your friend..."

Before Xiao Qi could reply, Zhu Yu put it into his "Life Spirit Ruins," looked around, and headed straight for a certain direction.

Sunset and moonrise.

The hazy moonlight, like water, sprinkled down, draping the mountains and rivers in a silver veil.

Beside a river.

It was a vast camp that was brightly lit.

Zhu Yuliang, having revealed his identity, soon arrived at the camp and was approached by a young man dressed as a scholar who often accompanied Qin Hou.

"Prefect Qin, my young master requests your presence..."

"lead the way."

Zhu Yu did not refuse and nodded, indicating that he should lead the way.

On the way, he inquired whether anything had happened to the convoy since he left.

Mu Changying paused briefly, gave him a strange look, shook her head slightly, then seemed to think of something, glanced at the tent in the camp, and whispered, "That fiend has arrived."

After saying that, he shut up and quickened his pace noticeably.

"Demon..."

After a moment's thought, Zhu Yu understood what the evil spirit Mu Changying was referring to was. He looked back at the central tent, his gaze slightly grave.

Yellowstone…

The one who recently came to "Yongzhou" and called him the "Demon God" is Huang Shi, who is also known as "Po Jun Descends to Earth".

Although he had never come into contact with him, the fact that he could force the "White Dragon King," who was also at the fifth level, to abandon ship and flee shows just how powerful he was.

"I need to remind 'Zanghai' and the others not to get surrounded..."

Zhu Yu had a thought, and sent a message to Cang Hai and the others through her separated consciousness. Suppressing her distracting thoughts, she followed Mu Changying into a luxurious tent.

To his surprise, there were not only Qin Hou in the tent, but also several unfamiliar men and women, all of whom exuded an aura that was no less than that of the fourth realm.

Among them, the bald, long-bearded old man exuded the most terrifying aura. Just sitting there, he seemed like a giant mountain looming over everyone's heads.

Besides them, there was a middle-aged man in brocade robes who exuded the strongest aura. Although he was not at the fifth realm "Dharma Aspect", he was at the peak of the fourth realm "Golden Body Realm".

The remaining breaths were weak and varied.

The strong are comparable to "Hong Youfu", and the weak are comparable to "Blood Slave".

As he sized up the crowd, they were also sizing him up. Some were indifferent, some curious, and some arrogantly disdainful, while the middle-aged man in the brocade robe nodded rather kindly.

Zhu Yu reciprocated with a nod.

At this moment, Qin Hou, who was smiling and talking to the bald, long-bearded old man, turned around and saw Zhu Yu enter the tent. A look of joy appeared in his eyes, and he quickly walked over and said very warmly:

"Uncle, you're back."

Zhu Yu nodded, then asked with a puzzled look, "What do you want with me? And who are these people?...

Qin Hou didn't rush to get to the point. Instead, he introduced him, "Uncle, this is Elder Jian of the Qiongzhou Sword Sect. His cultivation is exceptional; he is one of the most renowned masters of our time..."

"You flatter me, sir. I am unworthy of such praise."

The bald, long-bearded old man, also known as Sword Elder, raised his hand to interrupt him. His hawk-like gaze fell on Zhu Yu, and after examining him for a few moments, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed in admiration:

"This prefect, on the other hand, has a very solid foundation; his future achievements are limitless..."

This statement came out.

A middle-aged man in a short shirt and a young man in black, sitting to his left, both frowned.

Qin Hou looked at Zhu Yu in surprise.

The middle-aged man in brocade robes beside him, as well as the man and woman next to him, all showed surprise, looking Zhu Yu up and down, but found nothing different.

Sword Master only said one sentence before drinking his tea in silence.

Qin Hou snapped out of his daze, gave Zhu Yu a deep look, and then introduced him to the middle-aged and young men sitting next to Sword Elder. Both of them were his disciples and were also martial artists of the fourth realm.

He then introduced him to the middle-aged man in brocade robes and the two men and one woman beside him. The former came from the prestigious "Mu family," while the latter were his three closest friends.

One by one, I've finished introducing them.

Qin Hou led Zhu Yu to his seat, nodded to the Sword Elder at the head of the table, and said, "Please excuse me for a moment, Sword Elder."

"it is good."

Sword Elder nodded, then flicked his sleeve, causing a burst of blood-red light that transformed into a curtain of light that enveloped the camp.

Upon seeing this, Qin Hou's eyes lit up. He forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, and said:

"The group will arrive at 'Yaoxiang County' in a few days. My idea is to leave 'Qin Chuan' here. Is that alright?..."

"Can."

Sword Elder had clearly anticipated this, and nodded in agreement.

"no problem."

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe nodded in agreement.

"This time, we will definitely help you eliminate the threat."

"You can rest assured, young master, about Qin Chuan..."

The others chimed in, seemingly not taking Qin Chuan seriously at all, as if the position of "Governor" was within their grasp.

Qin Hou's eyes sparkled with a smile as he looked at Zhu Yu and said:

"Uncle, there's something else I need to trouble you with..."