Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 32: I am Foundation Establishment, I Will Not Be Afraid!

Hu Yao and Murong Lang exchanged a glance. Hu Yao earnestly said, "If the leader angers Senior Taichu, the consequences would be truly terrifying."

Murong Lang nodded, thinking it true. Whatever Divine Son or Goddess, they wouldn’t even be worthy to carry Senior Taichu’s shoes if he was willing.

If because of this reckless fellow they angered Senior Taichu and missed the opportunity for guidance, it would be disastrous.

His hand slowly clenched into a fist under the table, a hint of murderous intent rising in his heart.

Hu Yao said, "Leader, it’s not about whether he’s powerful or not."

"Let me tell you, don’t be afraid."

The leader thought to himself, what danger had he not seen before? He had been hunted by cults and now by righteous paths, yet still managed to handle everything and live well.

"Speak freely, I’m a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, I won’t be afraid!"

Hu Yao introduced, "Senior Taichu is an ancient presence, even the scholar’s Scripture Pavilion has no records of them, coming from a time far more ancient."

She recounted the details of her past conversations with Murong Lang.

The leader casually said, "You are still young, unaware of how perilous the world is. Just because someone claims to be from an ancient past doesn’t mean they are."

"He claims to be Taichu, so is he really Taichu?"

Murong Lang continued, "At first, we didn’t believe it either, until he gave us a gift."

The leader asked, "What gift? Gu and whatnot, I can also casually take them out!"

"You all still haven’t seen the world."

"You are young, don’t blindly believe in these supernatural claims."

"You are really embarrassing our Jiguang Cult!"

Hu Yao spread out her hand, revealing her Butterfly Transformation Power Gu and Iron Skin Gu.

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The leader only needed one glance to understand the situation.

He had seen Hu Yao’s Power Gu and Iron Skin Gu before, and their quality was very high.

But how can Butterfly Transformation be so easy?

Yet now, two transformed Gu appeared before him, shocking him immensely.

The reason was simple; as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he knew more secrets than Hu Yao and the scholar.

"Both have transformed?"

He began to calculate rapidly in his mind. Red Lotus usually didn’t seem wealthy, so why suddenly rich now?

Even if they suddenly became rich, how could two Gu Butterfly Transformations have been completed in just two months?

And it seemed they weren’t just at the First Transformation.

This involved the concept of the Gu’s satiation.

Generally speaking, a normal cultivator would store a substantial amount of Spirit Stone to prepare for Gu advancement, taking a considerable time.

This duration could range from several months to a year.

Within a month, Butterfly Transformations occurred but were very rare.

Gu Butterfly Transformation required several materials, and it was unlikely cultivators could provide all needed materials on the first try.

If Hu Yao had one Gu Butterfly Transformation, it could be luck.

But if two Gu achieved this, then it was supernatural!

Such an occurrence was nearly impossible!

At this moment, Murong Lang opened his hand, revealing his newly advanced Wind Butterfly and Thunder Butterfly.

The Thunder Butterfly obviously had advanced several transformations!

The leader now felt very confused, as if things were moving in an uncontrollable direction...

He eagerly awaited Murong Lang and Hu Yao to speak, both excited and frightened.

"Ahem... Continue speaking. Even those so-called Divine Son and Goddess are no match for me. I won’t be afraid."

Murong Lang said, "Senior Taichu clearly pointed out the materials needed for Gu Butterfly Transformation and advancement."

Hu Yao continued, "Then our Gu transformed and advanced."

At this point, the ’brave’ Jiguang Cult leader froze for a moment, unknowingly moving forward a little bit in his seat.

For some reason, he now felt his seat quite uncomfortable.

"You mean that this Senior Taichu could precisely determine what materials your Gu needed to advance and was incredibly accurate?"

Murong Lang said, "He has never been wrong!"

Hu Yao reminded, "After Senior Taichu pointed out the way, he never asked if our Gu had advanced."

The leader was now somewhat restless, for this indicated that Senior Taichu had complete confidence in his judgment.

This could be a being close to Dao, or even an immortal entity.

Possibly a terrifying presence awakened from the unrecorded epochs.

To call him merely powerful would indeed demean Senior Taichu.

How could such a colossal figure end up at his small gathering, the smallest branch of Jiguang Sect?

He had heard of such occurrences, like a Nascent Soul appearing in a Jiguang Sect branch before.

But hearing the scholar and Hu Yao’s description, such a Nascent Soul was insignificant before this figure!

Actually, Jiguang Sect didn’t have a central leader; there were many factions.

The reason for these factions was these mighty individuals forcibly rising to establish their own banner.

Now, his gathering seemed to have attracted an even more absurd...

After hearing Murong Lang and Hu Yao’s description, he increasingly felt his seat growing hot, hard to sit steadily.

Time passed slowly amid his apprehensive anticipation. In that previously wild dog’s position appeared a figure in a black robe.

Chen Qing sat in his seat casually, resting his right hand on the table, rhythmically tapping with his forefinger.

The leader jumped up immediately, but Chen Qing remained immovable, not even glancing at him.

Chen Qing noticed the leader’s reaction but remained unfazed.

So, this was the so-called Jiguang Cult leader returned already, was he truly so timid?

He thought he had portrayed a very amicable appearance here.

Didn’t he just appear slightly mysterious?

Hu Yao cautiously spoke first, "Good evening, Venerable Senior Taichu."

Murong Lang slightly bowed his head gracefully, "Good evening, Venerable Senior Taichu."

The leader quickly followed, "Good evening, Venerable Senior Taichu."

Chen Qing nodded slightly, "Scholar, Red Lotus, hmm..."

His gaze fell upon the leader, hesitating for a moment.

Still didn’t know what this fat sheep was called.

Feeling Chen Qing’s gaze, the leader, who once dominated the outside world and remained unperturbed by both righteous pursuit and cult persecution, almost collapsed back into his seat.

"My title is Yao Feng, Senior can simply call me Feng."

Chen Qing then continued, "Scholar, Red Lotus, Feng, good evening."

Originally hesitant to sit down, Yao Feng eventually took a seat.

Mainly because his legs felt somewhat weak.

A little uncontrollable...

Chen Qing spoke indifferently, as if indifferent to everything, "Well, today’s gathering, let’s begin now."