Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 278 - 179: Qi Cultivation Level 3—Direct Lineage or Blood Kin?

Chapter 278: Chapter 179: Qi Cultivation Level 3—Direct Lineage or Blood Kin?

Lu Chang’sheng took a look; it was a Longevity Pill formula.

"Is Old Ancestor Qu Sheng’s lifespan almost up?"

"Yeah!" Wan Yu replied bitterly, forcing a smile.

Seeing this, Lu Chang’sheng didn’t hesitate, sending Steward Mo to prepare the herbs and set up the alchemy furnace.

This formula was a Grade One high-level pill, also a variant of the Longevity Pill.

According to Wan Yu, the formula had cost them a hefty amount in beast-slaying contribution points, nearly half of Qu Family’s accumulated contributions for this period.

It was an undeniably expensive price.

Luckily, pill formulas are reusable knowledge resources—they could be resold to recoup some losses.

Of course, usually formulas like these are set with restrictions, immediately self-destructing after being viewed once.

And their contents often involve Spirit Contracts and Daoist Oaths, making unlimited sharing impossible.

"Looks like Qu Family’s already bracing for Old Qu Sheng not making it."

Several days later, Lu Chang’sheng watched as the formula crumbled to ash in his hand, secretly reflecting.

Supreme Profound Sect has the formula; they’re sure to have the corresponding pills as well.

If Qu Family truly prioritized Qu Sheng’s life above all, they’d have exchanged for finished pills, not a formula.

A new pill formula takes time to adjust to and trial before it can be successfully refined.

And whether Qu Sheng can last through that period is a whole other issue.

"Even late-stage Qi Cultivators find themselves trapped by fate."

Lu Chang’sheng didn’t dwell on it, focusing solely on the alchemy preparations.

Wan Yu, meanwhile, waited outside the Yun’an Institute.

"Old Ancestor Qu Sheng, I don’t know if he’ll survive another two months."

Wan Yu sat beneath the pavilion. Beside her stood two Qu Family female cultivators, both delicate in appearance, eyes brimming with spiritual energy, staring intently into the courtyard.

Their eyes, too, held a sadness.

Old Qu Sheng had previously extended his lifespan by taking Everlasting Pills; now, time had gone by.

The Qu Family had failed to find another way to prolong his life, forced to spend beast-slaying contributions on a pill formula.

Wan Yu had brought them on purpose.

Because of the previous Lin Family incident, Qu Family became more calculating; now, each visit included different Qu Family female cultivators—if any caught Lu Chang’sheng’s eye, the bond between the families would deepen.

This is family: everything for the sake of the clan.

As time went on, Wan Yu found herself growing calm again.

"Alchemist Lu needs three months before he’ll possibly have new pills ready, and the old ancestor—"

During the wait, urgent messages kept coming through the Sound Transmission Shell.

Qu Sheng’s injuries were deteriorating rapidly.

Wan Yu knew, at this rate, Old Ancestor Qu Sheng wouldn’t last three months.

Strangely, she felt a serene sense of relief inside.

No denying it: the past years, all for Qu Sheng, had drained Qu Family’s resources.

"I suppose we’ve done right by the old ancestor."

There are still many mouths to feed in the family, plus Old Ancestor Qu Guang; truthfully, they’d already done all that could be done.

They chose the formula, not the finished pill, for this reason as well.

Getting the pill means immediate use for Qu Sheng, more lifespan—yet pills aren’t sustainable; once taken, they’re gone.

The formula’s different—so long as materials exist, Lu Chang’sheng can help refine more in the future.

Also, by prior arrangement, a new formula would net them some long-term profits too.

Unexpectedly, after only a month, the tightly shut Alchemy Room opened.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Yu, I bet you’ve been getting anxious?" Lu Chang’sheng came out, grinning.

Wan Yu managed a weak smile. "Chang’sheng, just stretching your legs?"

She wanted to urge Lu Chang’sheng to get back inside and not waste time—do his utmost at least.

But pleading this way felt improper; all she could do was hold back her anxiousness.

"Yeah, finished the alchemy—need to take a breather."

Wan Yu was suddenly stunned, half-suspecting she’d misheard.

"Pill...pill medicine?"

"Done. Though I burned through a lot of ingredients; don’t forget to refill those when you go back."

Lu Chang’sheng handed Wan Yu the still-warm Longevity Pill.

Wan Yu stared in shock at Lu Chang’sheng, her expression quickly growing complicated.

"Your Alchemy Dao skills... another breakthrough?"

"A little bit, not much, not much."

Wan Yu gave him a theatrical eye-roll. Her gaze flickered, lips curving with charm. "This place is awfully empty—these two girls are clever and handy; why not let them stay, help around?"

"Better not."

Lu Chang’sheng glanced at the two bashful girls, eyebrow twitching as he refused.

Wan Yu didn’t get her wish after all. With Qu Sheng in critical condition and desperate for medicine, she quickly hurried out with her group.

But before leaving, she did remind him, "Seems like the Ming Family’s people have their eyes on the Lin Family lately."

Ming Family?

Lu Chang’sheng’s heart skipped a beat.

Half a year ago, Lin Ruo married Ming Yu from the Ming Family, which stirred up quite a commotion in Baiyun Cave Mansion.

The Ming Family patriarch is a Qi Cultivation ninth-level cultivator—no small influence.

The Lin Family had been delighted to forge ties with the Ming Family.

But not long after, Lin Yan found himself less than pleased.

Lately, Lin Ruo, now married, began seeking Lin Family’s resources.

Lin Family isn’t some major clan, but with Lin Yan, a seasoned alchemist, they do have some resources to offer.

"A married daughter is like water thrown out the door—never to return."

Lu Chang’sheng shook his head privately.

Lin Yan had struggled so much to secure the family’s future, yet Lin Ruo—most talented of their generation—was now helping someone else dig up Lin Family’s roots.