Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 78 - 75 Poor Huang Keeps a Secret for Me

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Another 230 mid-grade Spirit Stones in hand, Chen Qing decided to go down the mountain to buy a Power Gu.

To buy a Power Gu, it was best to go to the territory of the Divine Fist Sect, which was adjacent to Wutong Mountain and had established its sect 153 years ago.

It was said that the founder of the sect had reached that ineffable mysterious realm beyond the Foundation Establishment.

Since coming to this world, Chen Qing had seen Foundation Establishment but had never heard of any realm beyond it.

Indeed, he hadn’t even heard legends or rumors about realms beyond Foundation Establishment.

This sometimes made him wonder if this world actually had only three realms.

However, judging by the scholar’s tone, they worshiped the Nine Tribulations True Monarch.

The Heavenly Master Mansion had Heavenly Masters, the Immortal Court had Heavenly Venerables, and the Demon Clan had Demon Kings.

Yet, in the realms between Foundation Establishment and True Monarchs, Chen Qing rarely heard anything.

He hadn’t even heard about them in casual conversations.

In the vicinity of Wuyou Mountain, it seemed Foundation Establishment was already the pinnacle of cultivation.

Once reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, life was considered complete.

Any further and it was the ineffable realm.

Chen Qing thought it was all too mysterious.

But considering the strength of the Foundation Establishment, Chen Qing speculated that the realm beyond it would be terrifying, perhaps reaching the horror level of the Sumeru Hidden Immortal Country.

Actually, it was understandable; this was a world of Gu Dao, and possessing high-quality Gu insects wasn’t necessarily a good thing, but rather a path to death.

After all, spirit-level Gu wouldn’t perish just because the host died.

Spirit-level Gu were inherently longer-lived than Foundation Establishment.

A spirit-level Gu represented the flourishing of a sect for centuries!

If not for the heavy killing in this realm, how would a spirit-level Gu’s value be only a mere million?

The founder of the Divine Fist Sect was rumored to be one who existed beyond Foundation Establishment but had passed away over 60 years ago.

Chen Qing didn’t believe it at all, with Foundation Establishment having a life span of 200, and the life span beyond Foundation Establishment surely only increasing.

Yet their founder had already passed for 60 years, so it seemed they hadn’t reached beyond Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, the Divine Fist Sect was now merely a power equivalent to their Wuyou Mountain.

The Divine Fist Sect had a large supply of Power Gu, giving Chen plenty of choices.

Of course, the most important thing was that Huang Shengluan had run to the territory of the Divine Fist Sect.

Letting them fight among themselves was appropriate, Chen Qing thought.

Seeing them idle each day, unlike himself, who only focused on earnest cultivation for longevity.

So he needed to find something for them to do.

Informing the Spirit Plant Elder of his intention to go out and purchase spirit seeds, Chen Qing prepared to set off.

Disguising himself with a hat and adjusting his cultivation to the fifth stage of Qi Refinement, he arrived at the market at the foot of the Divine Fist Sect, rented a room in an inn opposite Huang Shengluan, and prepared to buy the Power Gu first, then settle matters in the evening.

Finding a shop of Divine Fist Sect, Chen Qing strode forward arrogantly and said, "I am Huang Sanlang of Wutong Mountain, quickly bring out the Power Gu, I want to pick a good one to gift my elder sister!"

The cultivators of the Divine Fist Sect looked at the hat-wearing Chen Qing like he was a fool, thinking, you surely have talent!

Gifting such an expensive item to your elder sister is one thing, but you’re gifting a Power Gu to a female cultivator?

Truly an eye-opener.

However, the cultivators of the Divine Fist Sect didn’t say much, bringing out as many as sixteen Power Gu for Chen Qing to choose from.

Chen Qing looked over each one and finally chose a Sixth Transformation Power Gu.

"How much is this one?"

The Divine Fist Sect cultivator said, "12,000 Spirit Stones!"

Chen Qing exclaimed, "Do you think Wutong Mountain is stupid?"

Only then did the Divine Fist Sect cultivator say, "For the sake of Wutong Mountain, I can give you a 30% discount."

Only then did Chen Qing say, "That’s more like it. Quickly wrap it up, my elder sister will definitely like it!"

After Chen Qing paid, as the time for a cup of tea passed, the Divine Fist Sect cultivator was still muttering to himself, "How did such a fool cultivate to the fifth stage of Qi Refinement?"

Originally, Chen Qing intended to impersonate a disciple of Wutong Mountain to cause trouble and provoke disputes, but he later thought this method was too demeaning.

Moreover, the Divine Fist Sect hadn’t provoked him, so he decided against it.

After some inquiries, Chen Qing heard that Huang Shengluan had been staying at the inn for three days, so he decided to stake out and see when this guy might leave, planning to take care of him when he reached a less crowded place.

Unfortunately, after waiting a whole day, Huang Shengluan surprisingly didn’t leave at all!

Just as Chen Qing was perplexed, at midnight, he suddenly saw a woman dressed in white with a veiled face entering the inn where Huang Shengluan resided, closing the door behind her.

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Xiang Baiyu?

What was this woman doing here?

That night, Chen Qing quietly infiltrated the inn where Huang Shengluan resided, only to find no sign of anyone in the lobby.

He immediately deployed the Fog Gu, completely concealing his spiritual energy fluctuations, turning into fog and flying up onto the rafters, lying quietly in the darkness.

After a while, a disciple of the Taiping Sect entered the inn, delivering food to the backyard.

"Is Senior Sister Xiang upstairs?"

"Hurry, look at the time you’re arriving!"

He immediately turned into fog, flying through the darkness and landing on a rafter in the backyard. Through the skylight, he saw within, Huang Shengluan was already covered in scales, charred all over, unsure whether he was dead or alive, his body drenched in blood.

"Huang Shengluan, reveal the whereabouts of the Taiyi, and I will release you!"

After a while, Chen Qing only heard Huang Shengluan’s weak voice, fortunate that he was still a cultivator, otherwise he wouldn’t have heard it at all.

"I... really... don’t... know..."

Xiang Baiyu laughed, "Ridiculous, just a few days ago, our spy overheard that you bribed the Taiyi to hunt down the remnants of the Lotus Cave!"

"In that battle, the Taiyi indeed toiled for you!"

"When vying for the spirit Gu, he didn’t dare to challenge me and fifteen others!"

"Yet within a few short days, he had single-handedly slain nineteen people of Lotus Cave, among them twelve at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement or above, two at the eighth layer, one at the ninth layer, plus one who had been in bitter cultivation for twenty-seven years!"

The previously despondent Huang Shengluan’s eyes finally showed a trace of spirit, "You mean... that... Taiyi... snatched... the spirit Gu?"

Xiang Baiyu sneered, "Not too stupid, so now you should understand, either reveal how to contact Taiyi, or let Wutong Mountain accompany him in death!"

Chen Qing was utterly stunned.

Ah, this.

I was just casually mentioning it at the time.

Poor Huang, guarding my secret.

He was genuinely just ignorant.

Xiang Baiyu walked up to Huang Shengluan, "After torturing you for three days with Thunder Skills, you still refuse to talk?"

"You really are a tough nut to crack."

At this moment, Huang Shengluan was also a bit more spirited. Involving spirit Gu made him truly feel fearful.

For a single spirit Gu, annihilating Wutong Mountain, the Taiping Sect could really do such a thing.

Mustering his spirit, he said, "I really don’t know, I never told Taiyi to hunt the remnants of the Lotus Cave."

If he didn’t make it clear now, he might really be wiped out.

Xiang Baiyu asked, "Then why did Taiyi chase after the people of Lotus Cave?"

Huang Shengluan raised his head, his eyes full of confusion, "How would I know?"

Xiang Baiyu waved a hand, and someone brought a disciple of Wutong Mountain, and she drew her sword, stabbing the unconscious Wutong Mountain disciple. "I will keep killing like this, until you speak!"

Huang Shengluan grabbed this junior brother’s hand, finding his body was already slowly growing cold.

"I really don’t know!"

"Xiang Baiyu, if you want to kill, come at me, don’t involve my Wutong Mountain!"

Xiang Baiyu curiously asked, "What exactly did Taiyi offer you that you’re willing to protect his secret to the death?"

Chen Qing initially thought Huang Shengluan couldn’t say anything, but unexpectedly, he chuckled mischievously, "Considering the timing, the matter should be about finished."

"I know where Taiyi is, but do you dare to pursue?"

Xiang Baiyu was suddenly frozen on the spot.

She suddenly felt danger.

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