Chapter 757: The Elixir of Immortality

Yang Xizhi and Gu Heng pursued for a while but failed to find any trace of Meng Qi, so they slowed their pace.

“Let’s go there and wait. Whoever leaves this area must pass through that place,” Yang Xizhi mused before speaking.

Gu Heng, usually a man of few words, obeyed his junior sister’s suggestion without objection and immediately changed their course.

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Inside the quiet chamber, Meng Qi, who had endured the chanting of over a hundred monks, felt no discomfort from the droning hum. He quickly distinguished the different contents and realized their hidden meanings.

However, he couldn’t afford to delay. This was a race against time. Not only might there be Dharma Bodies tracking him later, but also the two masters, a man and a woman, who might snatch away the *Eight-Nine Mystical Art*, the *Primordial Gold Scripture—Dharma Body Chapter*, the *Primordial Nine Seals*, and various divine weapons and treasures. Not to mention the ongoing pursuit—it was impossible for him to calmly cultivate here!

Taking a deep breath, Meng Qi calmed his mind, reflecting a thousand thoughts. His Yuan Shen activated, his spirit soared, and he forcibly memorized the characteristics and origins of the great demons and deities being chanted.

At the same time, the medicinal effects began to slightly relieve his weakness and injuries. He started to regenerate his left shoulder and arm by shifting his flesh, then stood up, pushed open the chamber door, and stepped out.

As soon as he left the chamber, the droning hum vanished. Before him were overlapping eaves and winding corridors leading into the depths, naturally calming the mind—a perfect Daoist sanctuary for cultivation.

In a short time, Meng Qi had memorized over ten types of great demons and deities. Without dwelling on regret or sorrow, he quickly ran toward the left corridor.

When unable to sense direction or location, Meng Qi habitually chose the left. Moreover, he dared not fly high to scout the surroundings for fear of being discovered by the two masters, who might strike him down with a fan at any moment.

Just after descending a corridor, Meng Qi suddenly smelled a fragrant aroma that refreshed his spirit, invigorated his flesh, and slightly healed his injuries.

Following the scent, Meng Qi saw a tightly closed dark door. Above it was a plaque with two ancient seal script characters that he couldn’t recognize, yet their meaning surfaced in his mind:

*”Danfang (Pill Room)!”*

Was it sheer luck, wishful thinking, or the influence of the local suppression of forbidden techniques? Meng Qi felt both joy and surprise—joy at finding pills for rapid recovery, and surprise that his wish for a pill room had actually come true!

He cautiously inspected the area, then pushed open the door. Inside, the room was grand and majestic, with white jade bricks and green wooden beams.

In the center stood a man-high tripod cauldron with three legs, its surface adorned with constellations, rivers, and mountains. It exuded a distant, ancient aura. Fixed to the ground, its belly was connected to layers of forbidden techniques—clearly a pill-making cauldron.

Around it were arranged numerous “treasure shelves,” each containing jade bottles or jade boxes holding ingredients. Everything seemed normal, as if the owner had just stepped out briefly.

Perhaps because the “owner had just stepped out,” the forbidden techniques weren’t activated. Countless pills and ingredients were leaking their effects, and the fragrance Meng Qi had smelled came from here.

Fearing a trap, Meng Qi used a projection to inspect the room. He found that most pills and ingredients had decayed into mud, of no value—similar to the situation in the *Biyao Palace* under the *Spirit Treasure Sage*.

The good news was that, perhaps because the items were valuable, two jade bottles and several jade boxes had their own internal forbidden techniques.

*”Yuxu Golden Pill… Taiyi Soul-Splitting Pill…”* Meng Qi naturally checked the pills first.

The *Yuxu Golden Pill* was an ancient immortal pill said to extend life by tens of thousands of years, supposedly made from two kinds of immortality herbs. Meng Qi had never heard of the *Taiyi Soul-Splitting Pill*, but judging by the name, it didn’t seem to be a healing pill—it must have other uses.

Again using a projection, Meng Qi dispelled the forbidden techniques. The jade bottle released swirling mists, and the fragrance intensified. Just a whiff, and Meng Qi felt his injuries healing faster!

Inside the bottle were two vermilion pills, continuously spinning as if alive. As soon as the bottle was opened, their medicinal power began to dissipate rapidly.

With no time to waste and danger looming, Meng Qi quickly retrieved one golden pill, swallowed it, and swiftly reactivated the forbidden techniques to reseal the bottle.

The vermilion pill dissolved like a current, spreading throughout Meng Qi’s body, allowing every drop of blood and every piece of flesh to absorb its power. In an instant, his injuries were fully healed, and his strength returned to its peak.

“This pill might even have the power to resurrect the dead and restore flesh to bones…” Meng Qi couldn’t help but think.

Just then, he suddenly felt something was off, though his senses detected nothing unusual.

He suddenly turned around and froze in shock. A jade box had inexplicably opened by itself. Inside lay an extraordinary fruit shaped like a newborn baby, complete with delicate facial features and tiny limbs, radiating an overwhelming aura of celestial and terrestrial spiritual essence.

*”Ginseng Fruit!”* Meng Qi’s pupils contracted.

Above the Ginseng Fruit, a crimson, eerie peach clung to it, its entire body glowing with a blood-like translucence, revealing its blood vessels and meridians as it fed greedily.

*A demonic peach?* Meng Qi instinctively looked at his wrist, noticing the thunder mark had turned into a lightning bolt again.

As if sensing Meng Qi’s gaze, the demonic little peach stopped feeding, rotated slightly, and “looked” at Meng Qi face-on. Its movement was slow, as if caught doing something wrong.

Then, it slowly turned back and resumed feeding, as if saying, *Let’s just mind our own business.*

Like a spoiled, greedy cat… Meng Qi wiped his forehead. Looking around, he saw that several other jade boxes had been opened, their contents gone. Judging by the scent, they were either peaches of immortality or *Kunlun Immortality Herbs*.

This creature was an ancient evil entity, born from the brain of a longevity deity. Similar to the peaches of immortality, it was related to lifespan and clearly loved absorbing other immortality herbs.

Startled, Meng Qi hurried toward the last remaining jade box. He had to save it for Master Bai! No way was he letting this thing eat it too!

As for the remaining *Yuxu Golden Pill*, Meng Qi had no idea what awaited him next, so he naturally considered it expendable.

Grabbing the jade box, Meng Qi dispelled the seal and found inside a peach of immortality the size of two fists, exuding an aroma so enticing he wanted to bite into it immediately.

Just as he closed and secured the box, Meng Qi heard a faint, ethereal *burp*. The demonic peach had drained the Ginseng Fruit completely and now bounced back joyfully, looking full and satisfied.

It circled Meng Qi once, making him feel uneasy, so he quickly pulled out the *Great Dao Tree* and shook it.

The little peach hastily retreated, vibrating the void, making *ee-ee* sounds, as if saying, *Return the remaining peach to me—I need to save it for later!*

“You’ve already eaten so much. You have to leave one for me. If you’re greedy, it will be greedy too.” Meng Qi shook the *Great Dao Tree* again, not hesitating to threaten.

The little peach slightly leaned forward, as if bowing its head in submission, then reluctantly flew back and re-entered Meng Qi’s thunder mark, swelling it into a round ball.

Meng Qi collected his thoughts, tried to take the cauldron, but realizing it would take time, he decisively left and continued onward.

This pill room must have belonged to a Yuxu disciple, not connected to the *Primordial* sect.

Gliding low for a while, the dense buildings gave way to an open space ahead, revealing a grand hall inscribed with the words:

**”Yuanxin Hall.”**

*Yuanxin Hall?* Could it be the hall of the *Yuanxin Seal* inheritance? Meng Qi’s heart leapt with joy.

According to information obtained by Duke Huan from Jiang Shang, in ancient times at the *Kunlun Yuxu Palace*, all immortal disciples listened to the *Primordial Gold Scripture* from the *Primordial Venerable*, then based on their temperament, inclinations, and insights, they went to various halls to cultivate the *Primordial Nine Seals*. Each hall contained one seal, so different Golden Immortals cultivated different techniques—*Guangcheng’s Diagram*, *Nine-Turns Mystical Art*, *Life-Death Celestial Book*, *Virtue and Morality Mirror*. Their mastery of the Nine Seals also varied—*Guangcheng* excelled in the *Sky-Turning Seal*, *Chi Jingzi* in the *Yin-Yang Seal*.

Like the *Tathagata Divine Palm*, the *Primordial Gold Scripture—Dharma Body Chapter* only contained the general principles. The specific cultivation was hidden within the Nine Seals, unrestricted, allowing each cultivator to interpret it according to their own nature. *”When all Nine Seals are mastered, the Primordial will manifest.”* Among them, the first three seals were the most crucial. In fact, the later six seals, the *Five Supreme Five Virtue Fists*, could all be derived from the first three.

The *Yuanxin Seal* was the final seal of the *Primordial Nine Seals*. Meng Qi had always been unclear about its nature. Seals like *Sky-Turning*, *Yin-Yang*, *Wuji*, and *Heaven-Opening* could be understood from their names. Even the mysterious *Dao Yi Seal*, Meng Qi could speculate on—*Dao* gives rise to unity, unity to duality, duality to trinity, trinity to myriad things. This was akin to the concept of a single cause producing multiple effects, which then generate further causalities. It must be one of the Nine Seals corresponding to *”All Fruits from One Cause.”* Others corresponded to the *”Wuji Seal”* and similar.

As these thoughts surged, Meng Qi didn’t slow his pace and rushed toward the *Yuanxin Hall*.

The hall doors opened, revealing an interior resembling a temple. But instead of a deity statue, it housed an ancient bell, exuding violet energy. It matched exactly what Duke Huan had described as the true inheritance of the *Yuanxin Seal*!

Meng Qi accelerated his light, dashing straight for the bell, nearly within reach.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over the altar. A colossal figure descended from a beam above, raising his right hand. His five fingers were pure white, distorting the void, overturning heaven and earth, and immobilizing Meng Qi in place.

At the entrance, Yang Xizhi leapt up, sword in right hand, and raised the *Five Flames Seven Birds Fan* in her left, ready to strike Meng Qi.

Suddenly, another figure stepped through the door—Meng Qi, his green robe fluttering gracefully!

He held a blade in his right hand and a wooden whip in his left, expressionless as he lashed the whip toward Yang Xizhi.

A projection lured into a trap, drawing enemies in!