Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

Wang Qingzhu also realized that Xuanxuzi had no intention of letting her leave, which instantly dampened her spirits.

"Ancestor, I..." Wang Qingzhu still wanted to try.

But Xuanxuzi didn't give him a chance and said, "I know what you're worried about. I've already made an agreement with Elder Guxin. You don't need to worry about your life. Even if it damages your foundation, he will find a way to strengthen your cultivation."

Although Xuanxuzi didn't explicitly state his meaning, the implication was that after Wang Qingzhu cultivated the true treasure, Ancestor Guxin would help her recover her body.

Does anyone believe this? Lu Fan was the first to not believe it; he had seen it in a collection of cultivation notes.

Once the sword embryo body has nurtured a true treasure, the mortality rate is over 90% once it is removed. To save one's life, a large amount of resources must be spent protecting the heart meridian, but then one will be rendered useless.

Once Wang Qingzhu raises a true treasure, she will have no further use, and the Sword Pavilion will spare no effort to protect her life.

Totally impossible!

Especially those sects that have been passed down for thousands of years and those ancient monsters who have lived for thousands of years, they are more shrewd than anyone else in their calculations.

Just as Wang Qingzhu was at a loss for what to do.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xuan, it's been decades! How have you been?"

Just then, a loud, thunderous laugh came from outside the hall, and a middle-aged man in a long robe was seen floating in the air above the hall.

The booming laughter, though not aggressive, sent shivers down one's spine. It was the voice of the Supreme Elder of the Sword Pavilion, Ancestor Gu Xin.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xin flashed into the main hall, stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the aura of a powerful being.

Lu Fan was also startled by the sudden appearance of the figure.

Look at Xuanxuzi, and then look at this Ancient Heart Ancestor. Although they are both from the early Yuan Dynasty, their auras are completely opposite!

Xuanxuzi was like an old man on his deathbed, while Guxin Laozu was like a strong man in his prime.

The difference in strength is immediately apparent.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, it's been decades since we last met. Your cultivation has improved considerably," Xuanxuzi greeted with a smile.

"Haha, that's right. I still have six hundred years left to live, plenty of time to consolidate my cultivation. Naturally, I will improve day by day," Gu Xin said, emphasizing his lifespan. This was clearly a veiled reference to Xuan Xu Zi.

Xuanxuzi knew he was no match for Gu Xin, so he could only smile awkwardly and say, "Fellow Daoist Gu, please take a seat."

Ancestor Gu Xin did not go to the high position, but instead fixed his gaze precisely on Wang Qingzhu, his piercing eyes seeming as if he wanted to devour her.

Staring at her like that by the Nascent Soul stage monster, Wang Qingzhu was so frightened that she turned her head to dodge.

"Nephew Qingzhu, you've kept me waiting!" Gu Xin was increasingly delighted as he looked at him.

Of course, he wasn't after Wang Qingzhu's looks, but rather coveted her sword embryo body.

"Thank you for your concern, senior," Wang Qingzhu quickly bowed.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, please take a seat," Xuanxuzi said again.

Only then did Ancestor Gu Xin reluctantly shift his gaze from Wang Qingzhu, walk to the high seat, and plop down, while Xuan Xuzi sat to Ancestor Gu Xin's right.

The four Core Formation elders and the Foundation Establishment deacons standing below had roughly figured out what was going on.

After all, none of those present were centenarians, but in such transactions between sect elders, those at the Core Formation and Foundation Establishment stages had no right to interrupt or offer opinions.

The reason Xuanxuzi summoned him was simply to bolster his prestige.

After Gu Xin took his seat, he got straight to the point: "Fellow Daoist Xuan, now that Qingzhu has formed her core, let's fulfill our previous agreement today."

"No rush. Qingzhu has just formed her core and needs three to five years to consolidate it. Otherwise, her foundation will be unstable and it will harm her body," Xuanxuzi said with a smile.

Ancestor Gu Xin also realized that Xuan Xu Zi was trying to raise the price, since the game between Nascent Soul stage monsters never went so far as to make their intentions clear.

Ancestor Gu Xin smiled slightly: "I'm not in a hurry. I can wait for thirty or fifty years, let alone three or five years. How about this, let Junior Nephew Qingzhu consolidate for fifty years, and I'll come back when I reach the mid-stage of Core Formation."

Upon hearing this, Xuanxuzi's face immediately darkened, and he said, "Fellow Daoist Gu, what are you saying?"

"Fellow Daoist Xuan, there's no need for further words between us. One Longevity Fruit adds sixty years to your lifespan, the second reduces it by half, and the third has no effect."

"We have already made an agreement. I will give you two Longevity Fruits so that my junior disciple Qingzhu can become my disciple. Even if you bargain with me for one more, what good will it do?"

Ancestor Gu Xin raised his hand and said.

It's clear that Ancestor Gu Xin is a straightforward person, and he's eager to take Wang Qingzhu away, so he doesn't even think about bargaining with Xuanxuzi.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, I can take only two Longevity Fruits, but I also want a promise from you," Xuanxuzi said.

"A promise?" Ancestor Gu Xin frowned slightly.

"The foundation of my Daoist sect must not be severed," Xuanxuzi said frankly.

The meaning is that if Xuanxuzi fails to break through his current level after a hundred years and passes away here, the Sword Pavilion is not allowed to take action against the Dao Sect.

After all, in the entire Great Yan, only the Sword Pavilion can pose a threat to the Dao Sect at this stage. As for the Academy of Arts and the One Qi Sect, they have always been on good terms with the Dao Sect and would not do anything to steal people's spiritual veins.

"Don't worry, I can guarantee it," said Ancestor Gu Xin without hesitation.

Xuanxuzi nodded slightly.

Standing below, Lu Fan couldn't help but feel anxious. Once the transaction was completed, Wang Qingzhu would inevitably be taken away by Ancestor Gu Xin.

By then, it will be too late to implant the natal magic weapon into Wang Qingzhu's body!

So after a fierce internal struggle, Lu Fan still gritted his teeth and took two steps forward.

"Elder, this disciple does not understand. Uncle Wang is a sword cultivator and formed his core at the age of one hundred. If the sect provides him with full support, he may well be able to condense his nascent soul in the future."

"The sect has a genius to nurture, yet they use her to exchange for the Longevity Fruit. Isn't this a loss for the Dao Sect?"

Lu Fan looked at Xuanxuzi in the high position, bowed respectfully, and uttered his first question.

The reason Lu Fan dared to speak up for Xuan Xuzi was because he was a steward of the Dao Sect. Even if he said something, his own Supreme Elder wouldn't punish him in front of so many elders and disciples.

Furthermore, what he said makes sense.

Two Longevity Fruits can only add ninety years to one's lifespan; eating more is useless. The Supreme Elder is stuck at the early Nascent Soul stage for five or six hundred years, and hasn't even reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage. It's not necessarily true that he could reach the mid-Nascent Soul stage with just over a hundred years of lifespan after eating the Longevity Fruits. This has nothing to do with time; it's a limitation of talent.

If Wang Qingzhu can be trained to reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future, she will be a sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, which will surely restore the prestige of the Dao Sect.

"Elder, what this disciple said does indeed make some sense," He Yan said, unusually speaking up for the first time.

Upon hearing this, Xuanxuzi fell into deep thought.

However, this scene made the old ancestor Gu Xin, who originally thought he could take Wang Qingzhu away, turn gloomy, and then his gaze suddenly turned to Lu Fan below the stage.