Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Yu Changsheng was slightly taken aback. The purple child's voice, with its unique childlike tenderness, combined with those innocent and bewildered eyes, made Yu Changsheng feel somewhat dazed for a moment.

"This child..."

Yu Changsheng shook his head and smiled slightly, but a sense of shame inexplicably arose in his heart, a shame of deceiving a child, which became more and more obvious.

After suppressing his thoughts, Yu Changsheng let out a soft breath, straightened his expression, turned to look at the Sword Cliff, thought for a moment, and took out the animal hide map.

"Buzzing..."

As soon as the animal hide map appeared, the dark red dots on it suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Then, a drop of crimson blood, revealing ancient times and endless pressure, slowly rose from it.

As soon as it appeared, the sword marks engraved on the Sword Cliff suddenly emitted specks of sword light, which suddenly illuminated the area. The intense sword intent raged through the void, making the void buzz.

Numerous gleaming sword shadows appeared all around, darting about with astonishing light. Even the surrounding purple bamboo temporarily retreated to avoid their sharpness, creating a spectacular scene.

"This is……"

Yu Changsheng stared wide-eyed, watching silently, while the little purple child stood frozen in place, looking at the scene with a mixture of longing and confusion on his face.

"Waaaaah..."

The sword intent soared to the heavens, then suddenly rippled, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake. Water splashed and reflected the phantoms of strange beasts, each emanating a terrifying and different aura. They mingled with the sword intent, reflecting and harmonizing with each other.

The roars of beasts echoed, and one after another, strange creatures soared and trod, leaving behind endless auspicious omens and radiant light. Some resembled deer, their giant antlers transforming into towering trees; with a gentle step, they spread their influence, bringing spring to barren trees and illuminating all things. Others resembled phoenixes, their wings radiating seven-colored divine light; with a gentle sweep, all stillness descended, and lotuses bloomed in the void. Still others flew through the sky, emanating boundless coldness from the sea of ​​fire… The Wind and Thunder Eagle flapped its wings, unleashing lightning and thunder…

One after another, strange beasts, densely packed together, each displaying their unique abilities, though merely phantoms and not real, still gave Yu Changsheng a terrifying feeling.

Yu Changsheng stared blankly at the scene, his heart churning with emotion.

The sword intent transformed into a cloak for all beasts, the sword moved with the beasts, the beasts danced and the sword slashed, the two complemented each other perfectly, even from Yu Changsheng's perspective, one could only sigh that it was impeccable.

Boom!

A burst of light caused the surrounding purple bamboo to retreat in fright, the Sword Cliff to tremble, and the patterns on it to radiate light. Astonishing cracks burst open along the patterns, causing soil and rocks to fly everywhere. The light beneath the patterns shone brightly, constantly twisting and rotating, slowly transforming into a portal-shaped vortex!

"Whoosh!"

A towering purple beam of light shot into the sky, and the countless illusory swords and beast shadows seemed to be drawn upwards along the purple beam of light.

In an instant, its sharp edge was fully revealed, and violent fluctuations rippled outwards in a ring shape, resounding through the sky. Wherever it passed, it stirred up huge waves. Even the purple bamboo covering the mountains withered its purple radiance, as if it was wary!

The commotion here was so great that even those outside of Zizhu Mountain, on the outskirts of the city, could clearly see it.

After a moment of stunned silence, their expressions turned to fervor and greed.

"That's... such powerful sword intent, such overwhelming beastly might?"

"A strange phenomenon has appeared in the sky; it must be the birth of a treasure! And it's located within Purple Bamboo Mountain, a forbidden area; it's not surprising that a treasure would appear there!"

"This imposing aura... this treasure is extraordinary! I'm determined to have it! Even if I can't get in, just a glimpse from the edge will do!"

"A shocking event has occurred at Purple Bamboo Mountain! A rare treasure has appeared; come immediately!"

……

In an instant, a storm arose. Countless cultivators in the vicinity took notice of Purple Bamboo Mountain, and some with powerful cultivation even attempted to venture deep into the forbidden area to search for it.

Among them were cultivators from Wuzhou and cultivators from Qingzhou...

After all, it's not surprising that Zizhu Mountain, located on the edge of Wuzhou and the boundary between Qingzhou, would encounter cultivators from both states.

While the outside world was in turmoil, inside Purple Bamboo Mountain, Yu Changsheng and Purple Child regained their composure, exchanged a glance, and after thinking for a moment, Yu Changsheng took Purple Child's hand and gently stepped into the vortex.

"Let's go in and take a look."

A blinding light burst forth, filling Yu Changsheng's entire field of vision, and his mind went blank for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the world before him was completely different.

The sky was a clear, starry expanse, dotted with countless stars, their light like fireflies. A bright moon hung high, surrounded by other stars. Beyond the starlight, the dark blue sky looked both mysterious and beautiful.

The earth, like a ripple on water, reflects the stars in the sky. With a gentle step, the water shimmers and ripples spread outwards, creating a truly magical scene.

Between heaven and earth, the light was dim, with only starlight and moonlight mingling together to illuminate all directions, like fireflies and dreams, slowly drifting down.

"here……"

Yu Changsheng swallowed hard, suppressing his shock, and instinctively clenched his fist, only to find it empty.

"Um?"

Yu Changsheng frowned slightly. The purple-haired child who had been holding his hand just moments before suddenly separated from him by a strange force the instant they entered, clearly having gone into a separate space on his own.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yu Changsheng didn't pay too much attention. After taking a deep breath, he slowly walked forward. Each step he took created ripples on the ground, surrounded by starlight, creating a picturesque scene.

"This place is interesting."

Yu Changsheng muttered something to himself, and without stopping, after nearly an incense stick's time, surrounded by starlight, he slowly stopped and looked ahead.

There, seemingly at the core of this space, a little blue light gathered, and an ancient, dark blue sword was plunged into the ground, with invisible blue ripples constantly brewing around it.

This sword is seven feet six inches tall, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and mysterious patterns engraved on it. It gleams with a dark blue light. It is stuck into the ground. The sword is ancient and has been weathered by time. It is pitted and uneven, as if it has gone through countless battles with its owner and is now broken and worn.

The two words on the sword hilt, even after the passage of time and the fading of its luster, still shine brightly.

"Following the Immortal..."

Yu Changsheng slightly parted his lips and softly uttered the two words.

"Following Immortal" is the name of this broken sword.

The words seemed to trigger some kind of opportunity. A gentle breeze blew by, passing through the starlight and also blowing towards the Broken Sword Immortal.

"How many years has it been? Has anyone come again?"

"Time has passed, and this feeling seems familiar..."

A deep, weathered voice echoed through the starlit land, its tone melancholic, as if it had descended from ancient times to the present, stirring the soul and piercing the heart.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A gentle breeze blew by, first a tiny wisp of starlight, then gradually grew stronger with the echoing sound, slowly transforming from a gentle breeze into a torrential downpour. The starlight was swept towards the central Immortal Sword, converging continuously... Gradually, a phantom figure emerged from the Immortal Sword, leaping onto its hilt.

The figure was slightly hunched over, with white hair fluttering in the wind. He looked like a young man with deep eyes that seemed to hold the stars. He had a high nose, thin lips, and eyebrows that rose and fell like dragons, exuding an air of majesty.

The only strange thing is the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and the mottled, loose skin that creates an eerie harmony and betrays his age. His body is illusory, not a physical entity, but a spiritual one.

"Blade & Soul?"

Yu Changsheng was slightly surprised. Looking at the spirit, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Um?"

At this moment, the only time the sword spirit Gu Jingyubo turned to look at Yu Changsheng was when he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled gently. He floated gently towards Yu Changsheng and touched him with his wrinkled fingers.

"You... are very strange."

As the sword spirit spoke softly, its eyebrows twitched slightly, its eyes narrowed, and its gaze held both scrutiny and curiosity.

"Let me ask you, what kind of cultivation technique do you practice?"

Just as Yu Changsheng was stunned, the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword asked softly. Its voice was ancient and tinged with a hint of bewilderment, but its expression did not reveal anything. Its deep eyes, like bottomless black holes, stared straight at Yu Changsheng.

Yu Changsheng snapped out of his daze, looked at the spirit of the Immortal-Following Sword before him, exhaled softly, and a respectful expression quickly appeared on his face. He bowed, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said:

"Greetings, senior. The junior cultivates the Myriad Spirits Technique."

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As soon as he finished speaking, the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword nodded with an expression of certainty. A fleeting glint of light flashed in its eyes as it looked at Yu Changsheng, and it spoke calmly:

"As expected, the Myriad Spirits Technique... I never thought anyone could actually cultivate it successfully?"

Yu Changsheng remained silent, clasping his hands in a fist salute without uttering a word, but the respect on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

He could sense that the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword in front of him, though in a broken body, still possessed enough power to manipulate him as easily as playing with a toy.

"Where did you learn this skill?"

The sword spirit glanced down at Yu Changsheng, its brows furrowed slightly, and continued to ask calmly, a hint of wariness hidden deep in its eyes.

"I learned it from my master."

Yu Changsheng continued to answer softly, telling the truth.

"Your master?"

The spirit of the Immortal Sword was taken aback, then shook its head and slowly flew to Yu Changsheng's side, their eyes meeting.

"Who is your master?"

As the sword spirit of the immortal sword continued to ask questions, he revealed a look of great interest and smiled gently.

"My master..."

Yu Changsheng hesitated for a moment, looking at the spirit of the Immortal Sword, a thousand guesses flashing through his mind, before finally speaking honestly.

"My master's surname is Wei, his given name is Zhenggui, and everyone calls him Master Wei."

"Interesting, interesting."

Upon hearing this, the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword's smile slowly widened.

"And your senior brother?" the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword asked tentatively, its eyes flashing.

"My senior brother's name is..."

Yu Changsheng paused, took a deep breath, his eyes shining, and met the gaze of the Immortal Sword Spirit, saying each word clearly: "Cao, Jin, Xian."

As the three words fell, the air suddenly became still, and even the starlight rippling in the void stopped shining.

As the sword spirit approached Yu Changsheng, almost touching his cheek, its eyes met Yu Changsheng's. Its expression returned to calm, as if trying to read something from Yu Changsheng's eyes.

Yu Changsheng remained calm and met the other person's gaze with composure.

"Say it again, who is your senior brother?"

As the sword spirit of the immortal sword remained motionless in that position, their eyes met, and he spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity, as if this matter was very important to him.

"Senior brother," Yu Changsheng said softly, his tone unchanged, "Cao Jinxian."

Rumble!

As the immortal sword trembled, a soaring sword aura suddenly erupted, piercing the clouds. As a result, the starry sea shook, the stars trembled, and waves surged on the land, which was like a lake, under the influence of this sword aura.

And so, the sword energy surged forth like a torrent, with unstoppable force and sharpness, heading straight for Yu Changsheng.

Yu Changsheng remained calm and composed, his steps seemingly rooted to the ground. He stood firm amidst the raging storm, facing the ever-changing world with equanimity.

Finally, the sword energy surged forth like a torrent, reaching Yu Changsheng's face, only to abruptly stop a foot away.

Only a few wisps of sword wind grazed Yu Changsheng's cheeks, severing a few strands of his long hair at his temples.

After a long while, the sword spirit of the immortal sword slowly floated in front of Yu Changsheng. Looking at Yu Changsheng, it showed a hint of surprise, but ultimately smiled slightly and said:

"It's good that you weren't lying. You've done nothing wrong. I never imagined that after all these years, Elder Wei would have taken on another disciple. Not bad."

As the sword spirit spoke, it nodded slightly to Yu Changsheng, its eyes filled with profound meaning.

"Is he alright?"

With a hint of nostalgia, the spirit of the Immortal Sword asked.

Yu Changsheng bowed slightly and replied softly, "Master is doing well lately, there is no need to worry."

"Yeah, it's been taking too long."

The sword spirit nodded, sighed softly, then straightened its expression and coughed lightly twice.

"As you probably guessed, I am the sword spirit of the Immortal-Following Sword, and also the controller of this ruined cave. My master is your senior brother, Cao Jinxian."

Upon hearing Cao Jinxian's name, Yu Changsheng clearly saw a hint of smugness appear on the face of the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword.

"Hmm. I guessed it." Yu Changsheng nodded. From the moment he saw the Sui Xian Sword, he knew it was Cao Jingxian's sword. After all, the words "Sui Xian" already revealed a lot.

Following the immortals... Following the immortals... Isn't that just following the immortals, or Cao Jinxian...?

"Since that's the case, I won't waste any more words."

The sword spirit of the Immortal Sword thought for a moment, then slightly shook its head:

"Although you are my master's junior brother according to seniority, I still call the shots here. If you want to obtain the inheritance, you still have to pass the trial. After all, only those with sufficient talent can obtain the inheritance, so as not to tarnish my master's reputation." (End of this chapter)