Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"hehe."

Upon hearing Yuan Menghua's concerns, Yu Changsheng suddenly curled his lip, chuckled, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"If that's the case, then let them come. If they can kill one Illusionary Dragon True Monarch, then they can kill another."

Yu Changsheng said calmly, his tone even, yet carrying an undeniable air of dominance.

"..." Yuan Menghua remained silent for a long time, took a deep breath, looked at Yu Changsheng's calm expression, and after a long while, smiled gently and patted Yu Changsheng's shoulder.

"In short... it's good that you have this mindset."

Yuan Menghua remained silent for a while, then looked up at Yu Changsheng with a hint of guilt in her expression: "However, this time in the Fallen Abyss, the one I'm most worried about is you."

"The crisis you face is much greater than that of others. Countless eyes from both sides will be on your head, and we hope you can withstand the pressure."

"Of course, even if you were just an ordinary disciple of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, let alone the fact that you are the young sect leader of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, the sect would do everything in its power to protect you. You can rest assured about that."

Yuan Menghua thought for a moment, then spoke seriously, her eyebrows suddenly raised, a domineering air appearing on her face, her tone calm yet firm.

"As long as you are still a disciple of my Myriad Manifestations Sect, as long as I, Yuan Menghua, am still here, I will protect you and ensure that nothing happens to you, so you don't need to worry too much. Just maintain the necessary vigilance."

"Okay, thank you, Ancestor."

Yu Changsheng felt a mix of emotions. His gaze shifted, and he bowed respectfully to Yuan Menghua, his tone tinged with gratitude.

"There's no need for that. It was only right. Don't blame the sect for being powerless to protect you."

Yuan Menghua remained silent, her throat moving, and finally, after a barely perceptible sigh, she gently lifted Yu Changsheng up, her expression complex.

"If one day, the sect really does arrive..."

Yuan Menghua opened her mouth, but suddenly paused halfway through her sentence, swallowing back what she was about to say. Instead, she smiled at Yu Changsheng, shook her head, and took out a jade pendant from her bosom, handing it to Yu Changsheng.

"This is……"

Yu Changsheng's expression shifted slightly. He subconsciously took the jade pendant, weighed it in his hand, and examined it, somewhat surprised.

This jade pendant, entirely bluish-white in color and about half the size of a palm, exudes a strong aura of purple power that cannot be ignored, with a faint glimmer of spiritual light flashing across it.

"This protective jade pendant is something I've been refining day and night these past few days. It can withstand three attacks from a Purple Mansion True Monarch and contains three instances of my own Purple Mansion power. Wear it carefully; it might protect you in a critical moment. I will do everything I can to help."

Yuan Menghua closed Yu Changsheng's hand and personally tied the protective jade pendant to Yu Changsheng's waist, saying with a smile on her face.

Yu Changsheng was moved. Looking at Yuan Menghua's smiling face, he bowed respectfully after a long while, this time with a more sincere tone:

"Chang Sheng thanks Ancestor. I'm sorry to have troubled you so much and made you go to so much trouble."

Yu Changsheng spoke modestly, his head bowed.

The Purple Mansion Protection technique is quite costly for a Purple Mansion True Monarch, and he can only create a few in his lifetime. It requires not only the cultivation of the person who refines it, but also a small part of their divine soul.

Furthermore, if one encounters a powerful cultivator, this protection can be used to apply the causal method to the cultivator.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Purple Mansion True Lord would not go to great lengths to make this thing, except perhaps for some of his direct descendants.

What truly moved Yu Changsheng was not only the difficulty in making this item, but also the fact that, given Yuan Menghua's current state, she was still willing to expend so much of her own effort to refine this protective jade pendant for him.

It should be noted that Yuan Menghua is now nearing the end of his lifespan, almost at the end of his life, and he will not take action unless absolutely necessary. This also means that making the protective jade pendant will place a greater burden on him, and may even shorten his lifespan.

For a moment, Yu Changsheng was moved and, looking at Yuan Menghua's kind smile, a hint of affection unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

"It's nothing. Your safety and well-being is the greatest peace of mind for me. Of course, I hope you will never need to use it, but that seems unrealistic."

Yuan Menghua nodded with a smile, her gaze very gentle.

"Your brilliance is too great now, making you vulnerable to being plotted against by malicious people. Be careful in everything you do."

"The immortals know."

Yu Changsheng clasped his hands in a fist and nodded, responding quietly. After spending some more time with Yuan Menghua, he soon left the room.

"call……"

At the doorway, Yu Changsheng let out a long breath, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. Suppressing the myriad thoughts in his mind, he glanced down at the protective jade pendant in his hand, then solemnly fastened it to his waist. He shook his head and smiled quietly.

"Fine, let's meet force with force, and we'll see what the people of Qingzhou are all capable of."

"As for the two states, they may actually be afraid, as they are wary of a mere child like me. I need to remain vigilant as well."

Yu Changsheng chuckled coldly, but he kept the matter to himself, knowing that Yuan Menghua was right.

Indeed, some people do not want their rise to power, especially since their growth rate has exceeded everyone's expectations, which makes them pay more attention to them.

After all, Cao Jinxian, who was only at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, was able to kill the Spirit Dragon, who was comparable to the peak of the Divine Transformation realm, with a single sword strike... and judging by his current momentum, he seemed to be not far from breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm.

.........

After suppressing these chaotic thoughts, Ri Changsheng stopped thinking about it and, after a moment of contemplation, walked towards the deck. He proactively sought out Li Minghan and the others, telling them in detail about the information he had obtained regarding the Fallen Cliff Abyss.

In an instant, some people breathed a sigh of relief, patting their chests with a sense of relief, while others had fighting spirit burning brightly in their eyes, an inexplicable flame raging within them.

The battlefield has transformed from a direct, large-scale conflict into a massacre by centenarian cultivators descending into the abyss. While still brutal, this undoubtedly increases their chances of survival.

In particular, since it is not a direct conflict on the battlefield, it also means that it is possible to operate in groups more effectively.

As a result, countless fervent gazes involuntarily fell upon Yu Changsheng, their eyes filled with eagerness and fervor.

"Young Master, in that case, could you let me travel with you? Don't worry, I won't hold you back. I'm good at serving tea and water."

Among the disciples, one cautiously asked the question first, his expression pleading.

They had all witnessed Yu Changsheng's strength. Although they didn't know what dangers lay beneath the abyss, clinging to Yu Changsheng was clearly a wise move.

Yu Changsheng was slightly taken aback. Looking at the expressions of the people around him, he pondered for a moment before smiling and saying:

"Of course, since we're all from the Myriad Manifestations Sect, we're all bound to act together."

In fact, most of the disciples who set off for the Fallen Cliff Abyss this time were familiar faces to Yu Changsheng. Whether it was the last trip to the Blood Dragon Pool or the battle for the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm, many of them were the disciples who went before this trip.

While Yu Changsheng might not be very familiar with them, they are already extremely familiar with him. Therefore, they value him even more and have greater respect and trust for him.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Young Master."

Some people were all smiles, talking loudly, while others looked at Yu Changsheng with complicated expressions, seemingly dazed. Overall, however, the atmosphere was not as oppressive as before.

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Looking at Yu Changsheng, who was surrounded by the crowd, Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen shook their heads and smiled, without saying much. They were deep in thought, each having their own plans.

"A precipice descends into abyss..."

A glint flashed in Li Minghan's eyes. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, then looked up at Yu Changsheng, who seemed to be surrounded by stars, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"According to the information from the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower, there should be something I need inside. Coincidentally, my opportunity to advance to the Golden Core stage is also inside. If Changsheng accompanies me, it should be a sure thing."

Li Minghan muttered to himself, taking a deep breath.

…………

The spirit boat pierced through the clouds and mist, creating ripples in the high sky. The Fallen Cliff Abyss was far from the Myriad Manifestations Sect, but fortunately, the spirit boat was extremely fast. After seven consecutive sunrises and sunsets, it finally approached the Fallen Cliff Abyss at noon on the seventh day.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the sun hung high in the sky, unhesitatingly showering light and heat upon the earth. As a result, the earth began to revive, and spring arrived in a bright and beautiful scene. However, in some places, the sunlight could not penetrate, and even when the sun shone on them, not a single blade of grass grew, and all life was extinguished.

And that is what a precipice and abyss are like.

"We're almost at the Abyss of Falling Cliffs. Those who are cultivating can finish now. Make the necessary preparations and we'll disembark from the spirit boat soon."

Yuan Menghua, who seemed calm and collected, suddenly opened her eyes, gazed into the distance, and her soft voice echoed in everyone's ears, causing a slight tremor.

One by one, the disciples awoke from their cultivation, each with a different expression. Yu Changsheng let out a deep breath, walked to the edge of the deck, and looked down through the clouds.

Below lay an endless plain, its surface a dark gray, which, even under the blazing sun, still gave off a gloomy feeling. Grass and trees were scarce, and the plain stretched as far as the eye could see, without any mountains or rivers running north to south. It was desolate and oppressive, and quite somber.

The vast gray plain stretches to the horizon, its size immeasurable, connecting with the boundless sky. But what is most striking is the fissure that stands majestically in the center of the plain, its open mouth like a gaping maw that pierces through the entire plain.

The cracks spread, forming a narrow strip of sky that divided the entire gray plain into two parts, north and south. The light was dim, and the wind howled. The cracks were about a hundred miles wide, and the once intact land had been violently torn open, rugged and shocking.

"Below the crack lies a bottomless abyss."

Yuan Menghua stood up, looked down at the abyss below, and explained in a calm tone with a hint of reminiscence in her eyes:

"Thousands of years ago, a peak Nascent Soul cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect used all his strength to cleave the gray plain in half with a single sword strike, creating a fissure that stretched for thousands of miles. This divided the border between Wuzhou and Qingzhou, naming the place Luoya Valley and establishing the Luoya Treaty of non-aggression."

"Over the course of a thousand years, time has passed and the ancestor of the Xuan Yin Sect at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage has also passed away. Friction between the two states has never ceased during these thousand years, and there have been several major conflicts."

Yuan Menghua's expression held a hint of longing and an indescribable meaning as she carefully examined the cracks in the plain. She twitched her nose slightly and continued speaking:

"Thus, Luoya Valley has been the site of endless battles for thousands of years. In addition, due to some major changes and geological shifts, over the long years, Luoya Valley has gradually evolved into the Luoya Abyss we see today."

"We don't know much about what lies beneath the abyss, but over the past thousand years, countless cultivators from both states have died here in battle. If this continues to evolve, it may become another forbidden area."

The disciples listened quietly. As the spirit boat descended, the entire rift abyss became increasingly clear in their perception. As a result, their expressions changed slightly, and they looked dazed.

As one gets closer, one can better feel the immense size of the abyss. The canyon is hundreds of miles wide, and endless, dark, and violent gales blow out from below, stirring up the winds and clouds in the void and turning them into raging storms. Under such circumstances, even cultivators with low cultivation levels would find it difficult to cross.

"Such astonishing sword intent... and..."

Yu Changsheng's expression changed slightly as he released his divine sense to probe downwards. His expression shifted, showing some surprise.

Beneath the abyss, an astonishing sword intent, though thousands of years have passed, still lingers, seemingly etched into the abyss, suppressing even the fierce winds.

Without a doubt, it was the one slashed by the Xuan Yin Sect's peak Nascent Soul ancestor thousands of years ago.

"This sword intent bears some resemblance to the Primordial Creation Sword... Perhaps it will be helpful for me to comprehend the essence of the Primordial Creation..."

Yu Changsheng's mind stirred, and he thought to himself as he carefully sensed the aura beneath the abyss, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Besides, the long-standing wars have left countless corpses trapped in this abyss, never to see the light of day. Therefore, the resentment and bloodlust within have reached an alarming level..."

Yu Changsheng pondered in his heart, feeling the somewhat restless Heavenly Dao Golden Core within his body. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and little by little, invisible energy seemed to be drawn from the sky above the abyss, gathering at Yu Changsheng's body. With a gentle stretch of his hand, Yu Changsheng slowly channeled the Heavenly Dao Golden Core from between his fingers into his body.

Now, the Heavenly Dao Qi—Heavenly Fiend—has been completely integrated into Yu Changsheng's Golden Core, becoming one with it, without distinction. The characteristics of the Heavenly Dao Qi have naturally been bestowed upon the Heavenly Dao Golden Core.

Under these circumstances, Yu Changsheng could clearly feel that his cultivation had become much more active, and he had received a significant boost in all aspects, making his combat power even more astonishing. (End of Chapter)