The Path to Immortality of Silly Pillar in the Courtyard

"God, Dongfang Bubai is a woman, a woman, a woman!" He Yuzhu repeated the important statement three times in the space.

He has the most authority to say that Dongfang Bubai was truly a woman, the most perfect woman!

With a wave of his hand, an ancient book appeared in his palm: the Sunflower Manual.

This was the gift that Dongfang Bubai gave him before he left.

He didn't read the Sunflower Manual; instead, he kept it as a book.

He only stayed in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer for eight days, but those eight days were something he would never forget.

Yilin, Qu Feiyan, Dongfang Bubai, Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong...

"The world of Swordsman is over!" He Yuzhu muttered to himself.

But a feeling of reluctance suddenly welled up in his heart. He always felt that he would go back to the world of Swordsman again in the future, but he couldn't explain why.

"Never mind, let's go home." He Yuzhu's figure disappeared into the space.

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"Brother Zhu, what's wrong?" Pan Jinlian asked with concern after He Yuzhu appeared.

"Sister Lian, what's wrong?" He Yuzhu asked, looking at Pan Jinlian's worried expression.

Pan Jinlian said anxiously, "Brother Zhu, you look pale, you seem to be sick."

He Yuzhu instantly understood. At this moment, he had used the last bit of true energy in his dantian in the "male-female" battle with Dongfang Bubai. At this moment, his body was very weak, and he was just an ordinary person.

"Sister Lian, I'm fine. I'll be alright after a few days of rest," He Yuzhu explained, and Pan Jinlian finally felt relieved.

He Yuzhu dared not be careless in the slightest. Losing his true energy meant he had no power to protect himself, and he could not put himself in danger.

Although he still has his Iron Man armor, what he needs is absolute safety and the power to crush everything in the main world.

Only when you have the strength in your own hands are you truly safe; everything else is meaningless.

After dinner, he immediately went to the inner quarters and began practicing the "All Streams Return to the Source" technique. However, the recovery of his true energy was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

"Sigh..." He Yuzhu sighed.

His true energy was recovering too slowly, and he regretted using that forbidden technique. But if he hadn't used the forbidden technique, he wouldn't have had time to dodge at all.

There wasn't even time to enter the space, and deep down he didn't want to use the flying knife to kill Dongfang Bubai, so in the end he could only use forbidden techniques.

"Take it slow..." He Yuzhu said helplessly.

"Huh..." He suddenly remembered the Purple Cloud Divine Skill. Now he could completely replace the ordinary true qi of the Myriad Streams Returning to the Origin with the Purple Cloud Divine Skill.

With this in mind, he began to try to cultivate the Purple Cloud Divine Skill.

He cultivated for a whole night. As dawn broke, He Yuzhu opened his eyes, exhaled, and shook his head. In the entire night, he had only cultivated a tiny bit of true energy, barely enough to fill a hair, which was practically nothing.

He knew it was because it was nighttime; the best time was coming soon, and he was waiting for the hour of Mao (5-7 AM).

As He Yuzhu waited, the morning glow appeared on the horizon, and at that moment he immediately entered a meditative state.

A miraculous scene unfolded: He Yuzhu's face glowed red as he cultivated, and wisps of purple energy entered his body from his Niwan Palace, then flowed through his meridians into his Dantian.

The purple aura grew stronger and stronger, reaching its peak the moment the sun rose. Clusters of purple aura rapidly entered the dantian, filling it to about halfway, which had been nearly dried up.

Then He Yuzhu's body turned red like a boiled shrimp, but this strange sight only lasted for five minutes before disappearing.

The purple aura disappeared, and He Yuzhu opened his eyes. "Hoo..." He let out a long sigh, looked at his dantian which was half full, and smiled. He had obtained an extraordinary opportunity.

That night, after returning from trading martial arts techniques with Yue Buqun, he pondered the operational route of the Zixia Divine Skill. On a sudden inspiration, he combined the Myriad Streams Returning to the Source with the Zixia Divine Skill.

Using the meridians that allow all streams to converge to absorb the true energy of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill is truly flawless and can be called perfect!

I never expected my cultivation to be so fast, it's unbelievable. At this rate, my dantian will be full in another morning. I wonder what Yue Buqun would think if he knew.

"Hahaha..." He Yuzhu chuckled a few times. He felt great. The Purple Cloud True Qi was purple qi, much stronger than ordinary true qi. He felt as if he were ascending to immortality, and all the cells in his body were sublimating.

"Auspicious purple clouds come from the east, and celestial beings descend from the heavens!" He Yuzhu murmured to himself.

"Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens?" He Yuzhu was suddenly stunned. He thought of Ye Gucheng's invincible move in Gu Long's novel, Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens, which was indestructible when man and sword were in one!

If I could catch that trick, wouldn't I be invincible!

He Yuzhu smiled and shook his head. It would be best if he could catch one, but he wouldn't be disappointed if he couldn't.

He already has many signature moves, such as the sword draw slash, the steel armor, the iron-blooded equipment, and the Yin-Yang Great Compassion Ode of Heaven and Earth, each of which is top-tier.

"Brother Zhu, you...you..." Pan Jinlian was shocked again after He Yuzhu went to the front yard. How could her husband have become so handsome after just one night?

"Sister Lian, have you cooked? I'm hungry." He Yuzhu didn't explain, but changed the subject.

"Okay, Brother Zhu, I'll go get you some rice." Pan Jinlian happily went to the kitchen.

After dinner, He Yuzhu asked Pan Jinlian, "Sister Lian, is Jia Dongxu alright?"

Pan Jinlian smiled and nodded, "Brother Zhu, Jia Dongxu is all better now and has gone back to work. The whole Jia family came to thank us five days ago, but you weren't home."

"Okay, I understand."

In the days that followed, He Yuzhu stayed at home. The purple energy in his dantian had long been fully cultivated. His daily routine consisted of chatting with Pan Jinlian and making a few appearances at the Temple of the God of War.

He handed over the "Whirlwind Blade Technique" and the "Triple Cloud Lightness Manual" that he had brought back from The Smiling, Proud Wanderer to General Yang.

Everyone in the No. 95 compound knew that He Yuzhu had returned. That noon, Jia Dongxu and his family visited again to thank He Yuzhu for saving their lives.

Jia Dongxu didn't bring any fancy gifts, just two bottles of wine and a carton of cigarettes.

He Yuzhu didn't care about these things, but he didn't expect Jia Dongxu to have a conscience and know to thank him.

Unexpectedly, Jia Dongxu was very grateful to He Yuzhu. Upon seeing him, he immediately knelt down before him, and He Yuzhu accepted it without hesitation.

"Zhu Zi, you saved my life. I have no way to repay you. Please accept my deepest gratitude!" Jia Dongxu said with red eyes.

He Yuzhu was taken aback. "Um, do you know what a cell phone is?"

Jia Dongxu was taken aback. "What chicken?" Jia Dongxu asked in confusion.

He Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought Jia Dongxu had been possessed, otherwise why would he utter words from later generations?

"I'll accept your kneeling. Get up and sit down to talk."

"Zhu Zi, don't worry, I, Jia Dongxu, will never forget your kindness in my life. I will work hard to earn money to pay you back. It's just ten thousand US dollars." Jia Dongxu patted his chest and promised.

Is this still Jia Dongxu? He Yuzhu seriously suspected that this guy was possessed by an evil spirit.

Ten thousand US dollars? Is that something a normal person would say in this day and age?