Chapter 561: The Elixir of Longevity

In the secret chamber of Biyou Palace.

Lord Lingbao, with his hands clasped behind his back, paced slowly while muttering to himself, “The ‘Five-Colored Divine Palm’ has very distinctive characteristics. ‘Xianji’ is an organization connected to the cycle of reincarnation, possessing vast experience and knowledge. Even if Lay Devotee Tai Li didn’t recognize me as ‘Lingbao,’ he shouldn’t have entertained any illusions after Jiuniu was rescued. They must have prepared countermeasures… I wonder how many Demon Kings have arrived…”

His words seemed both directed at Meng Qi and a way to clarify his own thoughts.

Half a teacup later, he abruptly stopped pacing and turned to face Meng Qi, “But regardless, Han Guang definitely didn’t expect you to accidentally find the trapped Daoist friend Kong Wen. He couldn’t have anticipated his identity had already been exposed. We can use this to our advantage and make sure he ends up losing more than he gains…”

At this point, Lord Lingbao chuckled, sounding very reassuring, “Without your discovery, I might have already been severely wounded and exposed, and Xianji would have suffered great losses. There’s no way I could be sitting here peacefully plotting against the myths and the demon clans? This is a great achievement. Once this matter is resolved, you can choose one technique from the ‘Eight-Nine Divine Art’ for your Dharma body.”

Lord, how about we pick it now and secure it? Meng Qi’s spirits lifted, his eyebrows dancing with excitement. However, he heard Lord Lingbao continue, “The priority now is to rescue Daoist friend Kong Wen and confirm his authenticity.”

Right, the matter wasn’t even confirmed yet, how could he claim a reward… Meng Qi looked dejectedly at Lord Lingbao and said, “The trapped Abbot Kong Wen seems to distrust you, Lord. He only mentioned seeking help from Lanke Temple and Master Lu.”

Lord Lingbao was silent for a moment before letting out a soft laugh, “I’ve known him for a long time. He might have caught some clues about me. With what happened with Lay Devotee Han in mind, it’s understandable he might be suspicious. In that case, you go find Daoist friend Lu. With him involved, even if the trapped person isn’t actually Kong Wen, we won’t end up releasing a tiger back to the mountains.”

Meng Qi inwardly mused, recalling how both Kong Wen and Chong He, the senior Dharma bodies, seemed to hold Master Lu in high regard. He asked hesitantly, “Lord, Master Lu isn’t a reincarnator. How can he locate that fragment of cosmic light?”

Although Dharma bodies can travel in pure lands and discover fragments of cosmic light in the river of time, such occurrences are rare and purely by chance. It’s impossible to pinpoint specific locations. If they were all reincarnators, forming a temporary team and using reincarnation talismans together would make things much simpler.

Lord Lingbao chuckled, “Don’t worry. Daoist friend Lu has his own methods.”

He opened the secret chamber and said to “Lady Bixia,” Jiuniang Qu, who was waiting outside, “Plans have changed. You go find the lecherous monks of the Temple of Joy by yourself, while I secretly follow you to prevent the demon clans from suddenly attacking.”

“Demon clans?” Jiuniang was clearly taken aback, then suddenly gritted her teeth, “Tai Li!”

In recent years, the demon clans had been very low-key, so they were outside her usual considerations. Now that Lord Lingbao had pointed it out, and with the characteristics of the ‘Five-Color Divine Palm’ being so obvious, how could Jiuniang not make the connection?

In her anger, her aura suddenly surged, as if she was quite excited. With the Lord secretly following her, she could fully indulge in robbing the lecherous monks of the Temple of Joy. No, correcting herself, it was about eliminating evil to protect the righteous and acting chivalrously!

And unlike a certain penny-pinching fellow, the Lord didn’t even mention anything about a 60-40 split or similar!

Although she was wearing a mask, Meng Qi seemed to “see” the face that had suddenly regained its vitality. He couldn’t help but twitch his lips. Master Yun He, you should learn from Lord Lingbao about what it means to be a refined hermit of the world. This is what true elegance looks like!

Watching Jiuniang and Lord Lingbao leave with a lingering gaze, Meng Qi first returned to Xianji Bazaar. He hung seven treasures obtained from “Blessing Heaven Official” and “Howling Moon Divine Dog” on the jade pillar, listing the items he wanted to exchange.

At the same time, he considered exchanging his Yuanjin Staff, Palm Blessing Heaven Saber, and two Causality Rings for good deeds, totaling six thousand two hundred good deeds.

As for the “Purple Lightning Thunder Saber,” Meng Qi planned to keep it as a backup for “Heaven’s Scar.” After all, he was a man who could manifest two heads, four arms. Although he could use the palm techniques, fist techniques, and finger techniques from the “Primordial Golden Scripture,” they weren’t his most proficient skills. In the future, when he had six arms wielding three sabers and three swords, using three divine techniques simultaneously, the image was simply too beautiful to imagine!

Since abandoning the path of a dashing swordsman, this had become Meng Qi’s greatest expectation.

The “Kui Water Yin Thunder” and the “7th Grade White Lotus Platform” were secret treasures he could use. The “Medicine Master’s Heart Pill” was a powerful healing elixir, and the “Blessing Light Purple Qi Pearl” could help him refine blessings and increase his fortune. Of course, Meng Qi wouldn’t exchange these. He left one Causality Ring considering his auxiliary team, planning to sell it to them at a discount later—Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng already had Causality Rings, Jiang Zhiwei, after becoming an external cultivator, would either receive one from her sect or not need one, and Qi Zhengyan, currently a core disciple of Huanhua Sword Sect, could easily exchange for one within the sect once he became a perfect half-step cultivator.

After careful consideration, Meng Qi took out the “Qinghua Fruit,” the auxiliary spiritual herb and flower obtained from the “Howling Moon Divine Dog,” and the “Dongji Longevity Pill Formula,” placing them all into the central jade pillar.

Although he could ask Xianji’s “Baopuzi” for help with this matter, alchemy wasn’t like forging. If forging failed, the materials might still be usable, but if alchemy went wrong, everything would be ruined. Meng Qi dared not be careless and preferred to spend a bit more good deeds to entrust the task to the absolutely successful Six Paths.

After spending five hundred good deeds to supplement the remaining auxiliary materials and paying two thousand for the “manufacturing fee,” Meng Qi saw the central jade pillar begin to emit a misty glow. He smelled the medicinal fragrance spreading out, feeling refreshed all over, as if he had ascended to immortality.

When the light subsided, three emerald green pills floated up and down in the jade pillar. Each was the size of a longan fruit, with a surface seemingly wrapped in wisps of rosy clouds. Their color was warm and lustrous, with a faint translucent quality. Just holding one and breathing in its medicinal aroma made Meng Qi feel his body lighten, as if he had gained “two or three more days” of life.

No wonder it’s considered a near-immortal pill… Meng Qi inwardly praised, then spent another one thousand two hundred good deeds to exchange for a Jade Purification Bottle to store the immortal pills and prevent the loss of their medicinal potency.

To concoct the “Dongji Longevity Pill,” Meng Qi had spent nearly four thousand good deeds along with many primary and auxiliary materials. If the pill formula hadn’t belonged to him, it would have cost even more!

– Longevity elixirs and immortal pill formulas couldn’t be directly exchanged. Each time they were used, the formula would be consumed once. This made the total price expensive and limited the proliferation of similar pills. However, if one possessed the formula oneself, it could be used repeatedly, even allowing one to set up one’s own furnace.

This made him feel a pang of pain, but without investment, where would the returns come from?

The “Dongji Longevity Pill” could extend one’s life by a cycle of sixty years and had nearly miraculous healing effects, capable of reviving the dead and mending white bones. For external cultivators and Dharma body experts currently facing a shortage of life force, it was absolutely a dream item, often desired but rarely available!

If it weren’t for the strict restrictions on exchanging longevity pills for others, Meng Qi believed that Xianji and Myth would be able to use them to gather a group of people and accumulate massive resources.

Looking at the Jade Purification Bottle in his hand, Meng Qi thought with a bit of “gritting his teeth”:

“Originally, I thought there would only be one or two pills in a single batch, but unexpectedly there were three!”

“Even after keeping one for myself, there are still two left!”

“If I don’t make a fortune this time, I’ll have wasted my reputation as a greedy person!”

The “Dongji Longevity Pill” had healing effects, so Meng Qi planned to keep one as a last resort for death missions. Therefore, he could sell about two of them to others, which was much better than expected.

Originally, he had only intended to accumulate treasures and rare materials for cultivation, but now it seemed this endeavor had great potential!

“Ah, if the external members of Xianji are seasoned, they probably have accumulated some similar pills by redeeming good deeds. If they’re young and value this pill more for its healing properties, they won’t pay a high price. On the contrary, non-reincarnated external cultivators, especially those who are old and nearing the end of their lives, would probably be willing to exchange more than half of their wealth for a single pill. They can earn more later, but if they die, everything is over. Hehe…” Meng Qi became increasingly excited as he thought about it, almost cackling with glee.

However, this item shouldn’t be overused, or its price would drop, making it hard to earn much profit and wasting time. He needed to control the intervals carefully.

Should he invite the Lord to preside and hold a secret auction, inviting elderly external cultivators from various sects?

Heh, while others attend auctions, I’ll host one!

Lost in his thoughts, Meng Qi exited Xianji from the “Moon Reflection Pond” in Lulong and hurried toward the famous Huamei Villa.

It was the youngest sect among the current martial arts great schools, founded by Master Lu himself. Compared to other sects and families, it was somewhat lacking in the accumulation of high-grade techniques and precious weapons. However, with Master Lu present, no one in the world dared to underestimate it or provoke it without cause!

Huamei Villa was located on Huamei Mountain. It was said that this was the origin of its name, but there were also rumors that it was derived from the meaning of “joy of painting eyebrows.” However, in any case, it gradually evolved, and the token of Huamei Villa became tokens and ornaments carved with magpie birds.

Meng Qi arrived at the foot of the mountain. The scenery was picturesque, fully displaying the beauty of spring, unlike the majestic northern mountains, but more like the elegant waters of the Jiangdong region.

Several disciples wearing yellow robes guarded the entrance to the villa. Seeing Meng Qi approach with a saber, looking dignified and imposing, they dared not underestimate him and immediately stepped forward to inquire.

Meng Qi smiled and said, “My name is Su Meng. I have an appointment with the Ice Fairy. Please announce my arrival.”

Master Lu had been in seclusion for a long time, and directly seeking him out would not have resulted in an audience. Meng Qi also dared not forcefully enter a place guarded by a Dharma body, so he claimed to be meeting Ye Yuqi.

He played a clever trick, not saying he was requesting an audience, but rather that there was a prior appointment. This way, the disciples couldn’t easily brush him off.

“Su Meng? ‘Crazy Saber’ Su Meng?” The disciples, whose sleeves were embroidered with magpie birds, were all shocked upon hearing this.

The former number one on the Human List?

The ‘Crazy Saber’ Su Meng who had taken on four tribulations?

The one who, less than a month after breaking through, had launched a raid on the Vast Sea and killed an experienced external cultivator?

They looked at Meng Qi before them, their expressions complex and hard to describe. Not even a year ago, he was still at the same level as them, an opener of the spiritual gateway. But now, he was an external cultivator who had transcended the mundane, an object they could no longer look at directly!

The leader respectfully said, “Master Su, please wait a moment. I will immediately announce your arrival.”

A person’s reputation precedes them, like a tree’s shadow. Meng Qi smiled and nodded, watching them bustle about.

Not long after, Ye Yuqi flew directly from the hillside, riding a cold wind, and swept Meng Qi back toward the villa, leaving the disciples stunned.

“What’s happened?” Ye Yuqi’s expression was serious.

She assumed that something major had occurred with Xianji.

Meng Qi quickly transmitted his voice, explaining the entire situation.

Ye Yuqi, usually calm, went through several changes of expression, seemingly unable to suppress the inner storm. Finally, she changed direction directly and flew toward a certain place in the back mountains.

There was an ordinary grave here, with a thatched hut beside it, and nearby were planted all kinds of rare flowers and exotic herbs.

Master Lu, wearing a green robe, was diligently working the land, still focused and devout, unaffected by external distractions, giving one the feeling of a peaceful mind.

Ye Yuqi’s expression was serious as she spoke directly, recounting the events in detail.

Master Lu had stopped working when they arrived, and after listening, his expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand, and a seemingly ordinary long sword appeared. He sighed:

“Master Su, come with me to Shaolin.”

Ah, so it’s through the intricate connections between the cosmic light fragments and their original locations! Meng Qi suddenly understood.

Two external monks from the Temple of Joy fell to the ground in despair, unable to believe that the tempting woman before them was actually a deadly demoness.

“Hmph, daring to look at this old lady with those disgusting eyes, how dare you not know what’s good for you!” Jiuniang Qu’s voice held no trace of anger as she looted the spoils, then directly extracted their souls.

Suddenly, she stood up abruptly and whispered, “The key point of the Twelve Links of Dependent Origination Formation is Fish Sea!”

Fish Sea? Lord Lingbao turned his gaze to the distance!

The Fish Sea was shrouded in misty waves, its scenery enchanting. Several monks in lama robes stood in the sky above.

They exchanged glances, nodded lightly, and the leader solemnly declared, “Begin.”