Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 41: Where the Peach Blossoms Fade, Gold Covers the Ground

The promotion materials for the sword Gu were truly not cheap, costing more than twice the price of the Grass Spirit Gu.

Finally, the total bill came to six thousand five hundred lower-grade Spirit Stones.

Having spent so much money, the shop assistant guessed what Chen Qing needed the sword Gu for and even gifted him a book.

"Gu Spirit Theory."

After paying, Chen Qing had seven or eight hundred Spirit Stones left.

Feeling slightly uneasy, Chen Qing went to buy another copy of "Gu Spirit Theory." Although the content was somewhat different, the overall meaning was the same.

In the past few days, Chen Qing had been living cautiously, as the sword Gu was about to advance. He didn’t want any trouble to disturb him.

Because Yu Qingshuang was going to practice the sword scripture, Chen Qing had to practice swordsmanship on the platform outside his own cave. However, it wasn’t a big problem.

From the experience of watching the previous battle, he hadn’t fully digested it yet.

In these few days of practicing swordsmanship, he didn’t know if it was because of watching the battle or because the sword Gu was close to the Ninth Transformation, but his progress in swordsmanship was very fast, with new insights in every practice.

The speed of his improvement in swordsmanship far exceeded before!

After practicing swordsmanship, Chen Qing returned to his own cave, lit an oil lamp, and began reading the book that the shop assistant had given him and the one he had bought, cross-referencing them.

The books described many Evil Skills that could gain power by sacrificing one’s own Gu.

Of course, it was just a description, with no actual instructions or scriptures.

According to the books, anyone who practiced such Evil Skills would be detested by part of the Gu, unable to make a contract with them.

However, the case of promoting the sword Gu was different. This was a matter between the Gu, unrelated to the cultivator.

Also, even if the sword Gu devoured each other, an altar was still needed. Otherwise, they would be entangled in great resentment.

Chen Qing wasn’t very clear about the specifics, but with the mindset of "better safe than sorry," he still bought yellow paper and three incense candles.

On the morning of June 30th,

While searching for Dawn Dew to feed the Fog Treasure, Chen Qing felt a special tremor.

The sword treasure was about to reach the Ninth Transformation!

After quickly searching for Dawn Dew and tending to the Spiritual Field, Chen Qing finished his tasks at the Spirit Plant Hall and returned to his own cave.

Reaching the basement, Chen Qing released the sword treasure.

When it appeared in his hand, it was already in a solidified state.

He patiently waited by the side, and after an hour, a wisp of Sword Qi shot out, cutting the entire shell into two halves.

The sword treasure had grown larger, becoming the size of a melon seed.

[Mortal-grade Sword Gu]

Quality: Ninth Transformation

Life Span: 12/85

Effect: Converts five wisps of Spiritual Energy into one wisp of Sword Qi.

Growth Requirements: None

Growth Progress: 100/100

Promotion Requirements: One sword Gu, three wisps of Geng Metal Qi, and at least one three-hundred-year-old green snake gall.

The demand for Spiritual Energy had become lower. If it only needed five wisps of Spiritual Energy, he should be able to sustain Sword Qi for half a quarter of an hour!

Chen Qing immediately placed the jade altar containing the First Transformation sword Gu on the stone table, placing it in the center.

He opened the lid, confirmed that the state of the sword treasure was good, and placed his sword Gu inside.

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Lighting candles on both sides, he began writing the memorial on yellow paper as described in "Gu Spirit Theory."

[With respect to the Gu God, hear my words.]

[All things compete, time is a journey.]

[The sword Gu fights, its fate is ordained.]

[With the Gu God above, disciple Qing harbors no harm for the Gu, nor disdains the path.]

[Respecting the destiny set by the Gu God, dare not defy.]

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After spending a quarter of an hour, Chen Qing checked his memorial.

He couldn’t say it was beautifully written, but at least it was legible.

He took the yellow paper with the memorial and lit it on the candle flame. As the yellow paper with the memorial was burned to ash, Chen Qing clearly saw the jade altar start to shake slightly.

The shaking grew more intense. Strangely, no matter how much the jade altar shook, it never toppled over.

Several times, Chen Qing thought the jade altar would fall off the stone table, but it swayed back just in time.

Dozens of breaths passed, and Chen Qing felt like an hour had gone by.

Just watching the jade altar’s shaking, he could sense the fierce struggle within!

Damn it, sword treasure, you’re dignified at Ninth Transformation, you can’t lose to a First Transformation, right?

If you can’t handle this, you’d be a disgrace!

Watching the jade altar shake, Chen Qing felt more nervous than when he fought in the arena himself.

Another ten breaths passed, and the jade altar’s shaking finally became gentle.

He could still feel the sword treasure’s consciousness. It had won!

It should have won!

After another thirty breaths, there was no more movement inside, and the jade altar no longer shook, standing steadily on the stone table.

Chen Qing opened the jade altar’s lid, heart pounding, hoping there was no damage.

He was raising a Gu for the first time, and he wasn’t very knowledgeable.

He opened his hand, and the sword treasure jumped into it, like a triumphant general showing off.

Seeing the sword treasure intact and larger, Chen Qing finally felt relieved.

Come on, winning against a First Transformation as a Ninth Transformation, what’s there to be proud of? Have some shame.

Chen Qing lowered his head to see if there were any remnants of the First Transformation sword Gu, but he found the jade altar suddenly shattered into pieces.

The cuts were smooth as mirrors, breaking into dozens of pieces.

He looked at the fragments, carefully inspecting them. There were no remnants of Gu.

It seemed the sword treasure had eaten it cleanly.

This should mean it was complete.

Feeling the sword treasure’s consciousness, it seemed it could still eat. Chen Qing immediately took out the Sheep Fat Bottle containing Geng Metal Qi and placed the sword Gu inside.

Maybe air wasn’t filling, and the sword treasure could still eat. Chen Qing almost thought it could undergo Butterfly Transformation before the gathering.

However, after consuming three wisps of Geng Metal Qi, the green snake gall only took one bite and then stopped eating.

On July 1st,

It was heard that a few days ago Feng Qi and others sent Zhang Yangdao’s body to the Lotus Cave, only to find that they weren’t the only ones delivering a body.

The neighboring Wutong Mountain also sent a body.

It was rumored that in the next few days, Wutong Mountain would send a highly respected elder to visit Wuyou Mountain.

This instinctively made Chen Qing feel that something big might be about to happen.

At night, Chen Qing continued to feed the sword treasure the green snake gall. The five-hundred-year-old green snake gall was halfway consumed this time by the sword treasure.

It seemed the age was at its peak, and eating the green snake gall would take another two days.

Ye City.

Lotus Cave.

Xu Yaofeng wore the silver mask of the Jiguang Sect, sitting at the stern of a small boat, with a half-human tall rat at the bow wielding a bamboo pole.

Outside the Lotus Cave, there were dense peach trees, while inside was a dark river, with only occasional fireflies flying up.

The rat propelled the boat, occasionally snatching fireflies flying by its mouth and greedily chewing them.

The damp cave widened ahead, and dazzling golden palace lanterns glowed brightly, with the cave ceiling adorned with several Luminous Pearls.

The pearl light illuminated the water flowing by the shore, and the water shimmered with golden light, full of gold coins.

Xu Yaofeng disembarked, stepping onto the land of gold.

He raised his eyes to the peak of the treasure mound, where stood an old man in a gray cloak, holding a peculiar lantern.

The old man puffed out a smoke ring, blowing the smoke onto Xu Yaofeng, who immediately felt a slight heaviness in his head.

He looked down at the reflection in the water, seeing his head had turned into a fat-headed, pig-faced form.