The Long Journey to Immortality

There was nothing they could do; after all, the Moon Pearl belonged to Feng Jiao.

Following this young lady of the Phoenix Clan, it was already a very difficult thing to encounter opportunities in the human territory.

If Han Lu were to follow Feng Jiao's father, Feng Yang, the probability of encountering an opportunity would increase by at least three to four times.

However, this opportunity was ultimately "stumbled upon," and Han Lu only held onto expectations without forcing it.

Thinking about it this way, Han Lu felt much less disappointed, and even felt more looking forward to the Moon Pearl World trip the next day.

After a night of cultivation, the next day, the holy maiden Yi Qiyan, once again fulfilling her duty as a host, took the initiative to stick close to Han Lu.

This time, Yi Qiyan invited Han Lu to visit the Five Poisons Sect to see the place where spirit insects and spirit beasts are raised and live.

These places are important to the Five Poisons Sect, but they are not exactly secret locations.

With the Holy Maiden Yi Qiyan accompanying and guiding her, Han Lu was naturally not stopped from entering and leaving these two places.

As a cultivator from the Central Plains, Han Lu has always maintained a very studious attitude towards the methods of raising and cultivating spirit beasts and spirit insects.

Although I look down on this kind of "unorthodox approach," I still want to broaden my horizons so that I won't waste such a precious thing if I happen to obtain a spirit insect or spirit beast in the future but don't know how to cultivate it.

Yi Qiyan invited Han Lu to see this "unique skill" of the Southern Border cultivators with a somewhat boastful intention.

When Han Lu asked questions, she would answer if she could, and even if she couldn't, she would try to answer in a way that would help Han Lu understand exactly how powerful these "unorthodox methods" were.

After touring the two places, two hours had passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, Han Lu brought up "True Spirit" again, wanting to know if there was any capable person in the Five Poisons Sect who had once taken True Spirit under their command.

As a saintess, Yi Qiyan was naturally fully aware of this matter.

She turned around, pointed to the area where she lived, and said, "The current leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Master Tengshe, possesses a lower-level True Spirit Tengshe."

"It is said that he was raised by the immortal Tengshe from childhood, and they understand each other deeply and have a strong bond."

Even after Tengshe advanced to human form and gained sentience, he still chose to stay by Tengshe Zhenren's side.

"Currently, within the sect, only the disciples under the leadership of Master Tengshe Zhenren possess true spirits."

The word "accompany" was used in a rather ambiguous way, which made Han Lu's mind wander.

Her gossipy nature ignited, and she pressed on, "I wonder if that Tengshe is male or female, and whether the Tengshe Immortal is married?"

When asking questions, Han Lu spoke very softly, as if afraid of being overheard by a non-existent third party.

Seeing that Han Lu grasped the key point instantly, Yi Qiyan couldn't help but smile knowingly at Han Lu's gaze.

She didn't answer, but simply nodded, indicating that Han Lu was right.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Han Lu clicked her tongue in amazement at the huge revelation that came from a casual question and a casual guess, and sighed inwardly, "This can barely be considered childhood sweethearts, right? No, the Green Snake Bamboo Man?"

The gossip about Tengshe Zhenren was just an interlude in this brief visit.

Yi Qiyan's dedicated introduction and explanation gave Han Lu a lot of useful knowledge about spirit insects and spirit beasts.

She was confident that if given the opportunity in the future, she could use the "domineering aura" of her true spirit to subdue a certain spirit insect or beast. She was certain that she could completely tame the spirit insect or beast and raise it according to her own needs and desires, based on what she had learned today.

Before parting, Yi Qiyan brought up the evening's plans again, saying that she wanted to hold a farewell party for Han Lu.

Han Lu, who disliked being too ostentatious, refused the proposal about the Moon Pearl without even thinking about it.

She thanked Yi Qiyan for her kindness, and then brought up her preferences and the fact that she didn't drink alcohol.

"Yi Qiyan, there's no need for such trouble. Thank you for your kindness, but you're the only person I know here. If you really want to see me off, just come and say goodbye tomorrow at noon."

Since Han Lu had made herself so clear, Yi Qiyan stopped pressuring her, lest it backfire and cause Han Lu to become distant from her instead of gaining her favor.

He declined unnecessary social occasions.

After enjoying a Southern Xinjiang-style dinner with Yi Qiyan, Han Lu returned to her room early.

She took out the array flags and set up a simple array in the room to shield against divine sense. Although no one had used their divine sense to spy on her residence during her stay at the Five Poisons Sect, she still decided to take precautions at this crucial moment to avoid any minor accidents.

It was still early, so after completing this step, Han Lu sat cross-legged on the Dharma seat and began to meditate.

I patiently waited for the bright moon outside the window to rise to the center of the sky.

Patiently wait for the Moon Pearl she took from her chest to absorb enough moonlight, so that it has enough energy to lead her back to the world of 100,000 years ago.

The moonlight shone on the Moon Pearl, but was completely absorbed by it.

As more and more moonlight entered the Moon Pearl, the Moon Pearl began to emit a dim, silvery-gray light.

This light was like a signal, telling Han Lu, the owner of the Moon Pearl, that it was time to begin.

Seeing this, Han Lu did not hesitate and immediately grabbed the Moon Pearl.

A moment later, Han Lu returned to 100,000 years ago, to the moment when Senior Fang Lin swung his sword and killed many hostile monsters in front of everyone.

Driven by a sense of nostalgia, Han Lu focused intently on watching this scene, which she had already seen over five hundred times, again, carefully and thoroughly.

Although a month had passed, and Han Lu had gained some more insights into the two sword techniques, she did not experience a sudden enlightenment at this crucial moment, unlike the protagonists in cultivation novels, when she admired Senior Fang Lin's style for the "last time."

In fact, Han Lu gained nothing more than a slightly stronger impression of Fang Lin's dashing figure during this last viewing.

In response, she could only lament in her heart that she was too dull-witted, and that her cultivation and understanding were far from those of Senior Fang Lin. She could only barely grasp one part of this ten-part opportunity, letting the other nine parts slip through her fingers.

Despite her helplessness, suppressing the urge to watch it again, Han Lu finally pushed the timeline of the Moon Pearl World forward, allowing the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators who had already bowed to Senior Fang Lin five hundred times to finally express their long-held words of gratitude.

Faced with the praise from the younger generation, Fang Lin naturally adopted the demeanor of a senior expert, offering a few words of humility, encouragement, and comfort.

A crisis that was neither too big nor too small for this remote town was easily and smoothly resolved thanks to Fang Lin, a great expert in the clan.

Anticipating that no major opportunities would arise during her one or two days of temporary stay in the town, Han Lu slightly increased her speed, keeping an eye on the scene and preparing to slow down and pause at any time, while striding towards the opportunity she had predicted.

[Author's Note] Young people these days probably don't understand the jokes in the titles anymore. The MoZhe server crashed, and I lost a chapter of my story. It's so frustrating.

Chapter 449 Welcome Ceremony

A minor incident was easily resolved, and Fang Lin's image in front of the younger generation, such as Feng Jiao, naturally became even more dignified.

Back in the village, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had accompanied Fang Lin to the outpost reported the entire process to the other Nascent Soul cultivators who had not been to the scene.

Although the Nascent Soul cultivators had been observing from afar with their divine senses, paying attention to this "small matter" happening around them, they were still quite impressed when they heard Fang Lin casually defeat an enemy that could have caused great damage to the village, and show off his skills in front of Feng Jiao, their guest.

Fu Ding couldn't help but smile.

As the only remaining representative of the human race, Fang Lin is performing increasingly well. The more diligently he handles such trivial matters, the more at ease he feels, allowing him to step back and entrust the future of the human race to his prized disciple.

Fang Lin remained as humble as ever. After all, it was just a small matter, and he was simply showing off his skills in accordance with his usual style.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, you flatter me. If you were in charge of this matter, you would definitely have handled it more perfectly than I have. You might even have left one or two survivors to interrogate them and find out why these dragon vassals came to provoke us at this critical moment. Were they acting arbitrarily or under someone's orders?"

Fang Lin only remembered this matter after he had committed the murder.

In this sensitive period, gathering more intelligence is crucial.

Fang Lin found it hard to imagine that the Dragon Clan would allow the Human Clan to develop silently. Even if they didn't cause trouble during Wang Han's tribulation ceremony, they would still try to take advantage of the Human Clan in other ways.

Fang Lin's words reminded Fu Ding.

“Fellow Daoist Fang is right. Let’s raise the alert level of the villages along the border to another level in the near future.”

"Half of the security officer who originally planned to return to the clan to participate in Fellow Daoist Wang Han's tribulation ceremony stayed behind to take charge of local defenses."

"We must not give the dragons any opportunity to take advantage of this."

“At that time, Fellow Daoist Wang Han will successfully advance to the Nascent Soul stage, but hundreds or thousands of our clansmen will be attacked and killed. That would be a great loss.”

In ancient times, population was a very important issue.

The reason why the human race has been able to develop so smoothly is its extremely high birth rate.

In the favorable cultivation environment of the ancient cultivation era, many cultivators with mediocre talent were able to rely on this convenience to grow into Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core cultivators, contributing to the development of the human race.

From a certain perspective, these cultivators with average cultivation levels are the key to the human race's ability to establish itself in the wilderness and control parts of the territory.

Seeing that Fang Lin and Fu Ding were about to discuss important clan matters, Feng Yang led Feng Jiao to take their leave.

Back at their place, Feng Jiao kept talking about Fang Lin's heroic performance in the battle, her face full of admiration.

Judging from Feng Jiao's tone of voice, she sounded exactly like a fan of Fang Lin.

It must be said that Fang Lin, with his outstanding appearance and top-notch cultivation and talent, is very attractive to women of all races.

If Feng Jiao and Fang Lin weren't so far apart in age and cultivation, and if Han Lu hadn't known history and understood that Fang Lin wasn't the kind of person who liked to flirt, it would have been different.

The most crucial point is that Fang Lin's wedding is just two months away.

Han Lu might still think that Feng Jiao will have a relationship with Fang Lin in the future.

The daughter's behavior made the elderly father, Fengyang, somewhat uneasy.

However, it was inconvenient to say this directly, so he could only secretly decide to keep his daughter and Fang Lin a little further apart for the next period of time, so as to avoid starting a one-sided love affair that was destined to have no result.

Whether this approach protected her daughter or not, Han Lu didn't know, but she did know that during the three days they stayed in the town, Han Lu and Feng Jiao didn't even see Fang Lin's face.

This really worried Han Lu.

But there was nothing she could do. She was just an observer now, and she couldn't whisper in Fengyang's ear to lecture him about history and persuade him to sacrifice his daughter's first love for her.

On the fourth day after settling into the town, Fu Ding brought back some good news for the group.

The welcoming ceremony is ready, and accommodations for Huanfeng and the other clans have been arranged. Fengyang and his party can set off again, and will receive the warmest welcome upon arrival at their destination.

Fengyang didn't really value these formalities, but unfortunately, the diplomatic significance of this trip outweighed any personal relationships. Even if he said he didn't need them, someone would still worry about it.

Now that he heard that everything was arranged, he felt relieved and decided not to linger in the small town with Feng Jiao any longer, and set off immediately.

Fengyang and his group of six, along with four young genius cultivators from the town who were selected to participate in the ceremony.

The group of ten followed Fang Lin and Fu Ding, the only two Nascent Soul cultivators among the Eastern Human Race, as they flew towards the Eastern Human Race's capital.

The presence of two Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time demonstrates both the close personal relationship between Fang Lin and Feng Yang, and the human race's determination to win over the Illusion Phoenix Clan.

Led by a Nascent Soul cultivator, the group successfully traversed a small portion of human territory and arrived at their destination in less than half a day.

The Eastern Humans began to gain some fame in the wilderness more than a thousand years ago.

Naturally, after more than a thousand years of elites, the so-called capital city has become quite impressive.

Having read through history, Han Lu knew that at this time, the capital of the Eastern Human Tribe was located south of the middle reaches of the Yuan River, which was within the territory of the Southern Dynasties in later generations.

The capital city was named by Fu Ding and was called Chaoquan City.

The original city gate faced west, which happened to be facing the source of the Yuanshui River, so Fu Ding casually named it after it.