Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 282 - 181: Puppetry Technique, Cyan Essence Immortal Technique!

Chapter 282: Chapter 181: Puppetry Technique, Cyan Essence Immortal Technique!

Intricate spirit patterns are engraved on the wooden bird—it’s a puppet beast.

However, it’s only first grade, equivalent to Qi Cultivation level two. For Lu Chang’sheng, this was already quite a generous gift.

"You’re too kind, fellow Daoist." Lu Chang’sheng accepted the item, also learning the other man’s name—Wei Zhen.

Shortly after, Lu Chang’sheng obtained his sword talisman, mounted it, and flew away with sword control. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the mountain gate.

Then, he proceeded into the Cloud Hall.

This time, the attendant wasn’t the same cultivator as before, but another. Upon seeing Lu Chang’sheng, the man forced a small smile and set about updating Lu Chang’sheng’s Immortal Contract.

This was an essential step.

After updating the Immortal Contract, the attendant led him to select a cave mansion, which was located among the mountain range.

"This mountain range where White Cloud Cave Mansion resides is actually a node of the Spirit Vein; so cultivating here brings us significant benefits."

Once formalities were completed, the attendant took Lu Chang’sheng around various locations of the mountain gate to familiarize himself.

He handed Lu Chang’sheng a new sword talisman—thus empowering Lu Chang’sheng to freely travel between the different peaks.

There weren’t many people within the sect at this time. It was rumored that many disciples had gone out to hunt demons.

Once the tour ended, the attendant asked if Lu Chang’sheng needed to have an alchemist banquet arranged.

Alchemists of Class B were considered prestigious in White Cloud Cave Mansion, and typically, a banquet would be held for them. However, given current circumstances, the banquet was canceled at the last minute.

"I wonder if I might be able to pay my respects to the True Man?"

As they parted, Lu Chang’sheng inquired.

The attendant shook his head and said, "Normally, whenever someone is promoted to a Class B alchemist, the True Man would always meet them in person. But with the situation as it is, it will likely have to wait."

Lu Chang’sheng nodded slightly; most of his expectations toward Master Baiyun had already faded.

Still, his mind was at ease; at the very least, the favor Lin Yan did for him was not something he was able to fully accept anyway.

The cave mansions within the mountain gate weren’t as spacious as the courtyards outside.

Although the sect controlled several peaks, once White Cloud Cave Mansion’s disciples were housed, it already felt somewhat crowded.

Therefore, ordinary family members were typically not permitted inside the mountain gates; many disciples’ families were settled within Platinum Immortal City.

Two days later, Lu Chang’sheng held a small banquet at Lu Mansion, inviting the patriarchs of the Qu Family, Chen Family, Fang Family, and several others.

But when the banquet day arrived, not only did the patriarchs themselves come, but a few family ancestors attended as well.

At the banquet, everyone showed considerable respect to Lu Chang’sheng—even Fang Family Ancestor Fang Yuan was no exception.

This left Lu Chang’sheng a bit surprised; this event was meant only to reassure the families a little—he hadn’t expected them to take it so seriously.

One had to realize, in order to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills, these Qi Cultivation ancestors had spent the past few years hunting monsters outside for extended periods.

Yet, after a moment’s thought, Lu Chang’sheng felt at peace with it.

He had risen so quickly, demonstrating immense potential; naturally, he was worth their attention. At the very least, they couldn’t afford to appear careless.

"Alchemist Lu."

After seeing off the families’ ancestors and patriarchs in turn, suddenly, Fang Family Ancestor Fang Yuan returned to find him. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yuan?"

Lu Chang’sheng looked at Fang Yuan with a hint of surprise.

Yet Fang Yuan didn’t beat around the bush, producing an item and handing it to Lu Chang’sheng. "Last time, Alchemist Lu, you showed considerable interest in my puppetry technique. So, over the past few years, I’ve taken the time to organize my notes, and now I can formally present it to you."

Standing behind Lu Chang’sheng, Lu Ziyou’s expression twitched slightly.

When Lu Chang’sheng was teaching him cultivation, they’d discussed this before; back then, this Fang Family Ancestor was clearly reluctant to give it up. Who would’ve thought, now it had become something "organized for years"?

Indeed, these so-called ancestors were all wily old foxes.

He glanced again at his father’s demeanor, and admiration welled in his heart.

But his father’s face remained unchanged, merely offering a hint of gratitude. "Much obliged for your efforts, fellow Daoist Fang Yuan."

"Think nothing of it."

Fang Yuan chuckled, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and took his leave.

Their dealings were watertight; when gifting something, they never openly called it a favor. Doing so would only create distance.

Of course, that required understanding the other’s character.

If the recipient were one of those loose cultivators with no sense of propriety, this approach wouldn’t do at all.

Lu Chang’sheng looked at the jade scroll in his hand, then stored it in the Immortal Insect of the treasure vault.

Seeing Lu Ziyou’s envious expression, he laughed, "No need to be envious—this is a favor. It will need to be repaid in the future."

"Then why accept it?" Lu Ziyou asked in puzzlement.

"First, I am genuinely interested in puppetry technique. Second, the giving and receiving of favors is simply how things are. We already owed the Fang Family a favor, and it would be improper not to accept."

"It just feels like too many entanglements are trouble." Lu Ziyou remarked.

This surprised Lu Chang’sheng somewhat. When had his son grown so concerned with these things? In the past, he only ever focused on cultivation, his temperament quite simple.

"Father, I happened upon a book in the marketplace that I found pretty interesting. You should have a look—perhaps it will let you reflect on today’s choices."

Lu Ziyou retrieved a booklet from his robes.

It was just an ordinary book, not a jade scroll, so it evidently wasn’t rare. But when he saw the first page, Lu Chang’sheng’s brow jumped in surprise.

"The Gou Dao Scripture!"

The very first line read: Never lightly owe a favor. Never lightly leave your door.

He closed the booklet.

Lu Ziyou looked over at once, asking expectantly, "Father, what do you think?"

"The author is quite a character, but his methods aren’t for me."

Lu Chang’sheng shook his head with a smile.

There was some truth to the Gou Dao mentality: if you limit your involvement as much as possible, naturally you’ll run into fewer troublesome matters.