The Long Journey to Immortality

"If I have the chance," Han Lu transmitted her voice, "I would also like to go to the Eastern Land and see a different landscape from here."

Feng Ruyi made a not-so-funny joke, "When the two worlds collide a thousand years from now, Han Lu will be able to get what she wants."

After the cultivator in charge of managing the teleportation gate dispelled the protective array, the three of them passed through the teleportation gate one by one.

Feng Ruyi walked first, Han Lu second, and Qiu Peng last.

After another teleportation that traversed an unknown distance, Han Lu once again breathed in the air of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Both Qiu Peng and Feng Ruyi were very excited to be visiting Dayu Dynasty for the first time.

In the short time it took to walk out of the teleportation hall, the two of them had already talked quite a bit with Han Lu.

Of course, Feng Ruyi transmitted her voice secretly, while Qiu Peng spoke directly and frankly.

"Qiu Peng, there are still three and a half days until you reach the Core Formation stage," Han Lu said, making arrangements. "First, we will visit an old friend of mine in the Jitian Palace."

"I have some important things to discuss with him."

"By the way, I'll also find out which area of ​​the Extreme Heaven Palace you formed your core in, whether it's a forbidden area, and if there are any new rules there."

Qiu Peng nodded repeatedly, inwardly admiring Han Lu's meticulous thinking.

"Finally, after you successfully form your core and advance to the Golden Core realm, I will send you back here, and you can return on your own."

"I will travel to the wilderness with Fellow Daoist Ruyi, and return to the Central Plains in about a year."

Chapter 1103

After outlining a few arrangements for the upcoming period, Han Lu made a "dictatorial" decision without asking Qiu Peng and Feng Ruyi for their opinions.

Feng Ruyi had no objections and did everything according to Han Lu's wishes.

After hearing this, Qiu Peng became curious about Han Lu's old friend.

"Master, may I ask which old friend from the Great Yu Dynasty you are going to see?"

It's all aboveboard; there's nothing to hide.

Han Lu said generously, "It's Mo Zhehan. You should have met him before."

“Yes, I have met him,” Qiu Peng replied, of course he remembered the genius cultivator from the Great Yu Dynasty. “I just don’t know if he still remembers me.”

“You should remember,” Han Lu recalled. “Back then, Mo Zhehan also asked about your cultivation progress when he was exchanging pleasantries with me.”

"I suppose they still remember your name, little genius."

Qiu Peng, who was about to face the most crucial battle on his path of cultivation, was overjoyed by Han Lu's brief and perfunctory praise.

Seeing Han Lu, a True Spirit, interacting warmly with the human cultivators as her master, Feng Ruyi couldn't help but think of the relationship between the human race and True Spirits and other races in the Eastern Lands, and couldn't help but sigh silently.

Lacking a decisive, table-shattering battle to swiftly resolve their conflicts, the relationships between the various races in the Eastern Lands are not as "harmonious" as those in the Central Plains.

"When you meet Mo Zhehan, he'll probably give you a few questions, so don't embarrass me." Han Lu patted Qiu Peng on the shoulder.

After taking out the ark, Han Lu led her two companions aboard.

Having only returned to the Central Plains from the Great Yu Dynasty five and a half years ago, Han Lu naturally remembered where Mo Zhehan's sect was located in the Jitian Palace.

Starting from the portal, they traveled at a rapid pace, taking about half a day before Han Lu led her two companions, who were visiting the Great Yu Dynasty for the first time, to the Zixiao Sect.

After explaining his purpose at the entrance of the Zixiao Sect, Mo Zhehan, who had been somewhat stimulated by Han Lu's words when they parted last time, indeed began to cultivate diligently in the sect.

Because of Han Lu and Feng Ruyi's cultivation level, after explaining their purpose of visiting friends, even though Mo Zhehan was engrossed in cultivation and did not reply to the paper sword immediately, Han Lu and the other two were still able to enter the Zixiao Sect.

"The sects here are not much weaker than the Zhengyi Sect," Feng Ruyi sighed as she sensed the powerful aura emanating from various parts of the Zixiao Sect, despite having only a superficial understanding of the situation in the Dayu Dynasty. "The strength of the Dayu Dynasty should be about ten times that of the Central Plains."

Han Lu nodded in agreement, but did not point out the minor issue in Feng Ruyi's words.

In Han Lu's view, the strength of the two sides is roughly five times that of each other.

The calculations involved some confidential information, which she neither would nor needed to reveal to Feng Ruyi.

Mo Zhehan did not respond immediately, and the three of them were temporarily placed in the superior guest rooms used by the Zixiao Sect to entertain VIPs.

Taking this opportunity, Han Lu gave Qiu Peng a comprehensive guidance, informing him of the key points to pay attention to when forming his core and the experience she had gained from her own core-forming process.

Qiu Peng, who prefers to fight battles he is confident in, was certainly aware of the first part of the information and was even better prepared for it.

However, Qiu Peng knew almost nothing about the techniques and methods that Han Lu taught him in the second half, which were based on her personal experience.

Qiu Peng, determined to achieve perfect results when forming his core, listened attentively, hoping to further improve his skills before then.

"Master, do you think I can form a first-grade core?" Qiu Peng asked nervously as the time for core formation approached. "Should I wait another six months until the core formation day before trying again?"

Han Lu understood Qiu Peng's current feelings. "There's no problem. Which of my disciples isn't at the first stage of Core Formation? Your accumulation is already sufficient. The residual medicinal power of the spiritual herb you swallowed back then will also help you when you form your core."

"You should have confidence. Not to mention the first grade of Core Formation, the top grade of Core Formation is also very possible."

After a day's stay in the guest room, Mo Zhehan finally received the paper sword and opened the door to greet his guest.

Mo Zhehan was slightly surprised to see that Han Lu had not come alone.

He recognized Qiu Peng, but he had never seen Huan Feng Ruyi, who was at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

"And this fellow Daoist is...?"

"Let me introduce you to someone from my clan," Han Lu began, "Feng Ruyi."

The two exchanged brief greetings and names, thus becoming acquainted.

Although she came to see Mo Zhehan mainly for two things, one could be discussed publicly, while the other could only be discussed privately.

When there were other people present, Han Lu chose to inquire about things that could be discussed openly first.

"Mo Zhehan, Qiu Peng and I came to Jitian Mansion together mainly for his Core Formation."

"In a few days, there will be a wonderful place in the Extreme Heaven Palace that is suitable for Qiu Peng to form his core."

"I'd like to ask you about the general situation there," Han Lu asked. "Are there any rules for cultivators like us from the Central Plains to form our cores in the Extreme Heaven Palace?"

Mo Zhehan took out a jade tablet and handed it to Han Lu, saying, "This is a map of the Jitian Palace. Han Lu, mark the places where you form your core on it."

Han Lu took the jade tablet, recalling the results Wen Erya had obtained when she helped with the divination, and marked a red dot on a spot on the jade tablet map.

Looking at the markings on the map, Han Lu said, "Is this place...? It seems to be a spirit stone mine in the Extreme Heaven Palace?"

Mo Zhehan retrieved the jade tablet, read the information inside, and nodded, saying, "That's right, it's a mineral vein that will be completely mined out in about twenty years."

“If it’s a spirit stone mine,” Han Lu guessed, “then outsiders like us probably wouldn’t be allowed to enter.”

“Not at all,” Mo Zhehan said. “There are rules in the Jitian Palace that allow anyone to enter a special location with a high level of secrecy as long as the owner has permission. This spirit stone mine is no exception.”

"Coincidentally, the sect that owns this mine has a good relationship with my Zixiao Sect. I can help you write a letter of introduction."

"I think this should be able to solve the problem."

Mo Zhehan held a jade pendant, squinted his eyes for a moment, and then handed the "letter of introduction" to Han Lu.

“That’s nice,” Han Lu said with a smile. “Since you’re so enthusiastic, I’ll reciprocate with a generous gift.”

Han Lu took out a jade pendant that she had prepared beforehand and handed it to Mo Zhehan.

"What gift?" Mo Zhehan couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

Reading the information on the jade tablet, Mo Zhehan felt both disappointed and delighted.

"turn up?"

"Yes, the information was given to me by those two cultivators from the East Sea when we met by chance."

"You should be willing to come with me."

Han Lu didn't think Mo Zhehan would refuse.

“Sure, of course, I won’t miss this opportunity,” Mo Zhehan readily agreed.

Qiu Peng and Feng Ruyi were slightly confused, but they knew that Han Lu was doing this on purpose, and that the two of them were talking about some private and important matters.

"Alright, come find me in the Central Plains in three to five years, and we'll go together then." Han Lu wasn't sure if she would really return within a year after going back to the Wilderness, so she simply gave her some extra time.

"It's a deal." Mo Zhehan unconsciously clenched the jade pendant, recalling the wonderful time he had with Han Lu when they met by chance in the East China Sea.

Chapter 1104

We've finished discussing things, but we can't just come and leave.

Han Lu stayed with Mo Zhehan for a while longer, and they talked a lot about cultivation.

Just as Han Lu brought her disciples this time, Qiu Peng sparred with one of his female disciples, who was at the late Foundation Establishment stage, after Mo Zhehan mentioned it.

Because Qiu Peng is about to form his core and needs to be in his prime, this sparring match was not only a friendly exchange, but both sides also agreed to use only 60% of their strength.

To avoid a major conflict, which would not only damage harmony but also affect Qiu Peng's progress in achieving the Golden Core.

Although Qiu Peng is a cultivator who is strong in theory and practice, his combat skills are not far behind those of Han Lu.

Not to mention that Han Lu, as a mentor, is much wealthier than Mo Zhehan.

Naturally, when it came to comparing magical weapons, Qiu Peng also had a significant advantage over Mo Zhehan's beloved disciple.

On the ring, Mo Zhehan's beautiful female apprentice had virtually no chance against Qiu Peng; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was completely dominated from start to finish.

If Qiu Peng hadn't been chivalrous and misunderstood Han Lu and Mo Zhehan's arrangement, thinking that his master had "matched them up" and thus held back, this "gentle" sparring match would most likely have ended after thirty rounds.

Qiu Peng's blatant flirting on the stage was naturally noticed by Han Lu and Mo Zhehan, both Golden Core cultivators.

"Han Lu, it seems your apprentice has taken a liking to my disciple," Mo Zhehan teased via telepathy. "Do you think we should help play matchmaker?"

“I don’t think so,” Han Lu said. She was a monk who believed in free love. “If it’s truly meant to be, it will happen naturally without our help.”

"As long as your apprentice Duan Xiaoxuan and Qiu Peng are in love, it's enough that you don't create any obstacles."

Mo Zhehan replied, "Of course not, I'd love for Xiaoxuan to find a good husband soon."

"Your disciple is undoubtedly of good character and morality, not to mention his talent in cultivation."

"Qiu Peng and Xiao Xuan should be a good match."

After a few words, the two Golden Core cultivators decided to go with the flow and offer an opportunity, but they did not forcefully match them up.

Having just reached an agreement, the friendly sparring match on the stage ended with Qiu Peng's victory.

Before he even stepped off the stage, Qiu Peng took the initiative to approach him and strike up a conversation, using the previous match as a topic.