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

[Huiyue Zhenren: Has the Guixu Realm sided with the Gods' Realm? The Wangchuan Spirit Ruins, a place known for its Yin beings, is now one of the Twelve Heavenly Realms?...]

It's still not dawn...

Junior Brother Yinming, are you trying to trick your senior brother?

[Image: A man covered in white gauze, leaning against a corner of a wall, his face bruised and swollen, his features unrecognizable, and his eyes filled with terror]

[Bai Ze Zhenren: Heh…]

[Zhanlong Zhenren: Is the Guixu Realm truly gone? Then what should we...]

Image: Smiley face

[Ding: Master Zhanlong invites Master Kuidou, Master Qixie, Master Yuque, and Master Qianyanwanhua to join the group chat...]

[Kui Dou Zhenren: Image: Smiling Face]

[Seven Evil Immortals: Image: Smiling Face]

[Jade Flaw Immortal: Image: Smiling Face]

[The ever-changing beauty: I want to be recognized as my ancestor! ...Image: Laughing]

[Ding: Master Chongshui has invited Master Hanming to join the group chat...]

[Ding: Sword Maiden invites "**True Person" to join the group chat...]

[Ding: True Man Xuan Yin has invited True Man Jing Yuan to join the group chat...]

[Wind Howler: This humble disciple greets all senior brothers and sisters...]

[Soul Eater: This humble disciple greets all senior brothers and sisters...]

[Hua Lian: This younger sister greets all senior sisters and brothers...]

[Falling Clouds: ...]

[Nine poems: ...]

[Dead Soul: ...]

【…】

Zhu Yu was watching the group chat flooded with messages when he suddenly spotted a real person whose title was displayed as gibberish. He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but jokingly think to himself:

"What is this? A garbled, real-life character?... "

But his smile soon faded as the person he jokingly called "Gibberish Real Person" sent out several messages in succession.

[**Real Person: ?]]

[**Real Person: Senior Brother Sect Leader, your humble servant is Yin Ming…]

[**Master: Senior brother, please don't joke. Quickly correct my name.]]

"The underworld?..."

Zhu Yu was taken aback, and then his expression changed slightly.

I almost forgot, the title "Yinming Zhenren" that he is currently holding is not one he chose himself, but a plagiarized "real" Yinming Zhenren title.

Just as he was thinking about how to explain it.

Several messages emerged.

[Lianhua Zhenren: Oh, could this be the former "Yinming Zhenren"? Look at this name, I don't even know how to pronounce it. As expected of a great master who has perfected the Six-Story Tower Dharma, so impressive. In my opinion, perhaps he should just be called Wuming Zhenren instead.]

"He's actually the Yinming True Man! He's mastered the Six-Story Tower Technique!...Hiss..."

Upon hearing his words, Zhu Yu secretly gasped.

According to his understanding, mastering the "Six-Story Tower" method is almost equivalent to a great master who has perfected the "Three-Story Tower" method and attained its true essence. Moreover, compared to the latter, the master's methods are more varied.

In an instant, he regretted the name he had chosen so casually. It wasn't that he was afraid of the person, but rather that it was not worth offending a great master over a name.

Just then, a message popped up.

[Ding: "**True Person" has been renamed "Nameless True Person" by "Radiant Moon True Person".]

[Dead Soul Master: What a fine title! ...]

[Jinpeng Zhenren: What a fine title! ...]

[Sword Maiden: You bastard.]

[Nameless Immortal: Very well, since you are a true cultivator from my "Netherworld Palace," I will grant you this title. You are welcome to come to my residence for tea in your leisure time.]

Upon seeing the message, Zhu Yu dared not remain silent any longer and spoke up:

[Yinming Zhenren: I have long admired you, Senior Brother. Hearing of the sinking of "Yinming Mansion," I am truly saddened and reluctant to part with it. I have chosen this name as a memento, and I hope you will not find it offensive.]

[Master Zhanlong: Good, Junior Brother is of a simple and honest nature.]

[Master Kui Dou: What's there to argue about over a worthless name? Whichever of you wants it, I'll give you mine.]

[Master Qianyan Wanhua: Sister is right. Names are just external things. But the "Nameless Junior Brother" has mastered the Six-Tier Tower technique by occupying only one state in the Martial World. If he were to occupy the entire Martial World, he would probably break through to the Golden Core Realm on the spot. I am truly envious.]

[Nameless Immortal: How dare I! Compared to my fellow disciples, my cultivation is truly shallow.]

【...】

Zhu Yu originally wanted to thank Senior Brother Hong Sheng for his help, but when he saw the "Kui Dou Zhenren" and "Qian Yan Wan Hua Zhenren," whom he had never heard of before, speak one after another, and when they completely treated the former "Yin Ming Zhenren," who had mastered the Six-Story Tower Dharma, as a junior, he wisely kept quiet.

At this time.

The words of the sect leader, Master Huiyue, appeared.

[Master Huiyue: As Junior Brother Yinming said, would all of you junior brothers and sisters be willing to make the trip to investigate whether the information is true?]

His words appeared.

The chat screen immediately went clear.

A few breaths later.

A message appeared.

[Seven Evils Master: Does Master mean to go to the "Martial World" or the "Twelve Celestial Alliance"?]

【Huiyue Zhenren: Yes, we have both.】

next moment.

A flood of information emerged.

[Zhanlong Zhenren: Count me in.]

[Master Kui Dou: Count me in.]

[The Thousand Faces Transformation Real Person: Count me in.]

[Nameless True Man: ...]

[Master Jingyuan: ...]

【…】

The vast majority of the real people in the group expressed their willingness to go, and even real people who rarely spoke, such as Mangzhou and Qiyu, spoke up.

[Yinming Zhenren: Count me in.]

Zhu Yu also wanted to see the "Twelve Heavenly Immortal Alliance," which was rumored to have enslaved countless large and small spiritual ruins to supply cultivation.

See if it's really as rumored, and also see if it sells spiritual items needed for the cultivation method of "immortality".

Just when he thought the sect leader, "Huiyue Zhenren," would appoint several Zhenren to go to the "Martial World," a flood of information appeared, leaving him stunned.

[Master Huiyue: In that case, fellow disciples, please come along. It will be good to have someone to look after you.]

Before anyone could speak, a message popped up.

[Ding: "Huiyue Zhenren" has enabled a full-member mute.]

[Huiyue Zhenren: Qingping Zhenjun has set up the interdimensional array. You may all go there immediately. Remember not to tarnish the reputation of my "Heavenly Dao Sect". The insignificant "Three Paths Spirit Ruins" was not even worthy of carrying the shoes of our "Immortal Tomb Spirit Ruins" back then...]

Looking at the muted group chat and then at the sect leader "Huiyue Zhenren's" words, Zhu Yu felt that something was amiss.

"Could this be a trap set by True Monarch Qingping and the Sect Leader, just waiting for everyone to walk right into it...?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is indeed the case.

Putting yourself in their shoes, did "True Lord Qingping" really expect these newly established Foundation Establishment cultivators, who had just become "Spirit Ruins Masters," to invade the "Martial World," which contained a large number of fourth and fifth realm martial artists?

It's obviously impossible.

Ultimately, we'll need to ask for help, and the only places we can get help are the "Tower of Fallen Gods" or the "Azure Tower".

To invite a cultivator like the "Nameless True Man," who has mastered the sixth level of the cultivation method, would undoubtedly cost a fortune.

Moreover, there is the "Dragon Slayer True Man," who is clearly stronger than the "Nameless True Man," has cultivated nine "Natal Spirit Ruins," and is only one step away from the "Golden Core Realm," as well as the "Kui Dou True Man" and the "Thousand Faces and Myriad Transformations True Man," who regard the "Nameless True Man" as a junior...

Including Bai Ze Zhenren and others...

All things considered, the cost would probably be beyond even the reach of "True Lord Qingping." Otherwise, given the straightforward nature of sword cultivators, simply throwing money at the problem would be the right thing to do.

No wonder Qingping Zhenjun didn't react much after he informed her that day. Now it seems that Zhenjun must have known about "Flower Goddess Spirit Ruins" for a long time, and even knew more than he did.

The martial arts world, the chariot shaft.

Zhu Yu opened his eyes, pondered for a few moments, and then contacted Fu Hongxi to inform him that the state army was gathering in Yaoxiang County, and also contacted Cang Hai and Cang Li to go and provide support.

Finally, he instructed Hong Youfu, Qiao Heyong, Yao Ye, as well as Jing, Meng, and Xue Nu to clear the route to "Yaoxiang County" and await his instructions.

After doing all this, he immersed himself in meditation and spiritual practice.

Time flies.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The butler's voice roused Zhu Yu from his meditation.

"My lord, Master Mu has come to pay his respects."

"Is it time to begin...?"

Zhu Yu opened her eyes, suppressed her turbulent emotions, and said calmly, "Come in."

"Thank you, Prefect."

Mu Changying entered the carriage, bowed respectfully, and his first words delighted the governor: "Your Excellency, the young master intends to make his move at noon tonight. You may depart now."

"it is good."

Zhu Yu immediately nodded in agreement. Without saying a word, he stood up, grabbed the two jars of aged wine that the steward had prepared in advance, and stepped out of the carriage. His figure was as swift as the wind, and he quickly arrived in front of a huge carriage that was as black as charcoal, as large as a palace, and pulled by nine rhinoceros-like beasts with green scales on their skin.

"Halt!"

The Zhenwu Guards standing nearby saw him approaching and stared straight at him, then shouted to stop him.

Zhu Yu lifted the wine jar and said with a smile, "Please inform General Huang that I am Qin Ying, the Prefect of Gelan, and have come to pay my respects to the General."

"Wait."

The Zhenwu Guard glanced at him, then turned and walked toward the carriage shaft.

In just a few breaths.

The Zhenwu Guard returned, waving his hand impatiently, and said, "My general will not see you. Leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yu remained calm and continued, "Please inform him again that I can treat General Huang's injuries."

The "Zhenwu Guard" glanced at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the carriage shaft. He quickly returned, waving his hand to make way, and said:

"The general wants to see you. Go in."

Zhu Yu nodded and, under his guidance, stepped onto the carriage, which was comparable to a palace. As soon as he entered, a sense of war and conflict that made him feel uneasy rushed towards him.

Looking around, the palace appeared imposing and luxurious on the outside, but the interior was quite simple. Instead of chairs, there were shelves on both sides, displaying dozens of weapons of various shapes and sizes.

In his perception.

These weapons are all powerful tools that have garnered "popularity".

There were no seats among the shelves, only a licorice cushion, on which sat a figure wearing a loose robe and with a face like a thin monkey.

When Zhu Yu looked at him, the man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of calm and deep eyes that fell on him as if a weapon were pressed against his vital points.

"Such a powerful aura..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Yu's eyes. He cupped his hands and said, "Prefect Qin Ying of Gelan County greets General Huang."

Huang Shi lowered his gaze, his mouth slightly open, and a voice that was not loud, and even faintly low, rang out.

"You mean you can heal my injuries?... "

Zhu Yu nodded and said, "I need to check on the general's injuries."

"it is good."

Huang Shi stared at him for a few moments, then lifted his robe to reveal a gruesome wound that looked as if he had been cleaved in two. Upon closer inspection, it was easy to see that the flesh and blood were surging and trying to intertwine, but each time they were interrupted by a sudden burst of sword energy that shredded the flesh. Frost condensed around the wound, freezing the flesh and blood into a purplish-blue color, making it look even more gruesome.

"Such powerful sword intent, such a ruthless mind..."

Zhu Yu was secretly alarmed.

Judging from Huang Shi's injuries, the reason why the "Sword Saint" didn't kill him at the time was probably because he wanted to use this indestructible sword intent to grind him into a cripple.

Imagine the despair of watching your cultivation level slowly decline without being able to do anything about it.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Zhu Yu took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve and handed it to the "Zhenwu Guard" beside him, indicating that he should give it to Huang Shi.

The "Zhenwu Guard" glanced at him suspiciously, then approached Huang Shi, handed him the pill bottle, and said:

"General, perhaps I should..."

Huang Shi raised his hand to interrupt him, took the elixir bottle, opened it, and a fresh fragrance of herbs and trees wafted out. His gaze narrowed slightly, he lowered his head slightly, and took a deep breath at the bottle opening.

Wisps of emerald smoke billowed out and entered his nostrils, instantly filling his thin, monkey-like face. The granulation tissue on his chest scar grew wildly, but was quickly shattered by the burgeoning sword energy.

This process was repeated several times, and gradually, a strong stench of blood filled the air.

After a while.

Huang Shi opened his eyes, put on his robe, and looked at Zhu Yu with burning eyes, asking, "What do you want?"

Without wasting words, Zhu Yu took out another pill bottle from his sleeve, handed it to the "Zhenwu Guard" beside him, and chuckled:

"Just make sure the general doesn't make any sudden moves tonight..."

Huang Shi took the pill bottle handed to him by the Zhenwu Guard, but did not refine it. He played with it for a moment and said indifferently, "Not enough."

Zhu Yu feigned reluctance and took out two pill bottles. Before the general could speak, he said, "That's all I have. If the general is still not satisfied, then please feel free to take what you need."

After saying that, he revealed an expression as if the price others paid for him was only this much.

Huang Shi toyed with the three jade bottles, a grim smile creeping onto his wooden face. He waved for the "Zhenwu Guards" to leave before slowly saying:

"Two jade bottles, and you may choose one of them as a sharp weapon..."

Zhu Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head, saying, "This item was not concocted by me; it is extremely precious. I also need to keep it to save my life..."

Huang Shi interrupted, "One bottle per case." Seemingly afraid Zhu Yu would overcharge, he added, "Plus, I won't get involved in the struggle for the title of heir of the 'Yong Prince's Mansion.'"

Zhu Yu turned his gaze to the weapon rack, but said, "What does the 'Prince Yong's Mansion' have to do with me..."

Huang Shi frowned, his tone slightly low, "A favor."

"it is good."

Zhu Yu readily agreed, and then, as Huang Shi's lips twitched, he took out ten bottles of Vitality Elixir diluted with Xiao Qi's saliva from his sleeve, placed them in front of him, and asked earnestly:

"General Huang, do you think this is enough?..."

Huang Shi understood his unspoken meaning, but the thought of exchanging these spiritual liquids and then keeping a small portion for himself made his eyelids twitch, and he forcefully suppressed the urge to continue exchanging them.

More than ten bottles of spiritual liquid were enough to barely suppress the internal injuries from worsening. They could be slowly worn down in the future, which was also a form of cultivation.

Ignoring his words, Huang Shi opened a jade bottle, took a deep breath, and billowing green smoke rose into his nostrils, immersing himself in healing.

"Tsk, she's got a straightforward personality..."

Seeing Huang Shi close his eyes and remain silent, Zhu Yu was secretly amazed. Without saying much, he walked to the shelf, picked up a short knife that seemed to be forged entirely from red jade, and examined it closely.

And at this time.

boom…