Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage - Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Chapter 68 King Grade True Elixir_1

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A little less than half a month later.

The news of Wusheng Laomu’s escape to Leizhou had spread everywhere, causing a commotion well-known to all, with major powers having received instructions early on. Their disciples had all been mobilized, but most were making an appearance without putting in any real effort.

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The impact Han Li had caused was too trivial compared to this matter. The attention of all the major powers was focused on Wusheng Laomu.

This was mainly because Han Li hadn’t done anything to Jiang Baiye and Yun Miaoyi, otherwise Leizhou would not have been peaceful. Now, Yun Miaoyi had returned to the Yinyang Sect, while Jiang Baiye had gone back to the Canghai Sect.

Upon hearing that his disciple had been captured by a real person from

Tianxuan Mountain, Jiang Baiye’s master was ready to storm Tianxuan Mountain. However, before he had traveled far, he learned that Jiang Baiye had reappeared and was on her way back, so he simply went to a major city that she must pass through to wait for her.

Jiang Baiye’s master was named Jian Ziyun, one of the few Gurus in the Void Realm in the Canghai Sect. When he was traveling outside the Sect, he noticed Jiang Baiye’s talent and brought her back to the Sect to become his disciple.

Under Jian Ziyun’s careful guidance, Jiang Baiye shone brightly within the Canghai Sect, cultivating all the way to the God Refining Realm, becoming one of the top three Core Disciples.

Jian Ziyun treated Jiang Baiye as if she were his own daughter, striving within the Sect to secure benefits for her. When he heard that she had been captured, he promptly took action.

After meeting with Jian Ziyun, Jiang Baiye spoke of all she could, only withholding information about Han Li.

When Jian Ziyun asked whether the Body-Cultivating Furnace had been obtained by Han Li, Jiang Baiye ultimately did not admit to it and said she would continue the investigation and vowed to retrieve the Body-Cultivating Furnace in the future.

Jian Ziyun did not press further but instead reminded her to pursue the matter diligently as it was related to her chance of obtaining a place in the Secret Territory and her status within the Canghai Sect.

Leizhou, Qingyun Manor.

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This manor was located on the southern border of Leizhou, with the territory of the Yinyang Sect further south.

Here existed a major sect named Hehuan Sect, one of the Four Sects of Leizhou. Since the Hehuan Sect was a piece of the Yinyang Sect, the Protector General of Leizhou kept a close watch on the place.

Within a county city of Qingyun Manor, Wusheng Laomu was hiding in a civilian house, striving to heal her injuries.

No one knew that Wusheng Laomu was so bold as to take refuge in Qingyun Manor.

“Damn Wan Guiyuan, damn Yang Tianxiong, damn Prince Wu’an!”

As Wusheng Laomu healed her injuries, she muttered curses under her breath.

Ever since Prince Wu’an had arrived in Sanzhou, she hadn’t had any good days. She was pursued and obstructed by two Great Grandmasters and ultimately fell into a trap.

If it weren’t for the fact that she used her trump card at the last moment, burning away three Faith Halos which greatly increased her combat ability, she wouldn’t have survived at all.

But the cost was too great—she lost the three Faith Halos she had been accumulating for a long time, which significantly weakened her strength, making her the weakest among the Great Grandmasters.

At this moment, still severely injured, her strength had decreased by sixty to seventy percent, and the combat power she could use was at best equivalent to the late stages of the Hollow Void Stage.

“Sigh-

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Feeling slightly better from her injuries, Wusheng Laomu released a sigh, her brows knitting together in concern.

The last patriarch of the White Lotus Cult had died, leaving her as a solitary figure. Following the belief that the most dangerous place can be the safest, she had escaped the pursuit and came to Qingyun Manor.

If the Daqian Empire still lurked persistently, she would have no choice but to flee to the territory of the Yinyang Sect. As for the mission delegated by the Sect, it would only be temporarily abandoned.

“I wonder when the Sect will send reinforcements,” sighed Wusheng Laomu.

The force behind her was immensely powerful, much stronger than the Daqian Empire, and harbored the ambition to swallow the Daqian Empire and divide the Xuan Domain. However, due to certain reasons, it had not yet emerged into the open.

Wusheng Laomu stood up and sat in front of a dressing mirror. Gazing at the veiled barefoot girl in the mirror, she decided to keep a low profile, revert to her real name, Lu Tianxiang, and continue to stay undercover by changing her appearance.

Once her injuries had healed and her strength could barely recover to the Myriad Phenomena Realm, she would need to start spreading her faith in secret once again.

Without the Faith Halo, Lu Tianxiang felt a lack of security.

Huozhou, Province City.

In the Royal Manor, Prince Wu’an was still fishing by the pond, and the scholar in blue robes still held a three-character book in his hands, savoring it carefully.

Shortly after, two figures approached, they were Wan Guiyuan, the Commissioner of Sanzhou, and Yang Tianxiong, the Supervisor of the Jingye

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Office.

“Prince, why have you suddenly called us back?”

“Prince, just give us a little more time, and we will completely eradicate the Mother of No Life.”

After bowing and paying their respects, Wan Guiyuan and Yang Tianxiong spoke with some reluctance.

They had finally cornered the Mother of No Life into a desperate situation, and if they continued their pursuit, the severely weakened enemy would surely be crushed.

However, Prince Wu’an had ordered them to return to Huozhou City to stand by, without giving a reason. Though they were reluctant, they dared not disobey.

Prince Wu’an seemed not to hear them, and the scholar in blue raised his eyelids, saying indifferently, “You have the Prince’s command, and yet the Mother of No Life escaped. Do you not feel ashamed?”

Wan Guiyuan and Yang Tianxiong glared at the scholar in blue, with Yang Tianxiong retorting somewhat angrily, “Mr. Lan, do you only Imow how to criticize after the fact? If you had been willing to join forces with us, the

Mother of No Life would have been dead long ago.”

“Heh heh-” Mr. Lan let out a cold laugh, then fell silent.

Wan Guiyuan gave Yang Tianxiong a look, signaling him to calm down, and then said to the back of Prince Wu’an, “Prince, you have summoned us back, may I ask if there is something important?”

“The time is not yet ripe.”

Prince Wu’an only said four words, then fell silent again.

Wan Guiyuan and Yang Tianxiong sighed and had no choice but to leave dejectedly. After all, how could they go against Prince Wu’an who governed them?

Once the two had left, Mr. Lan pondered before asking, “Prince, are you certain?”

Prince Wu’an shook his head slightly, sighing, “The Prophet from the Imperial Astronomer sent a message, saying that the fortunes of heaven had briefly cleared a few days ago, but then were obscured again.”

“However, the Prophet estimated that it’s close. It could be as little as three to five days or as long as twenty to thirty years before that opportunity will surely emerge.”

Mr. Lan nodded, asking no further.

As the Prince’s chief strategist and most trusted aide, he was deeply trusted by Prince Wu’an and knew to what the Prince was referring.

It was an opportunity of a lifetime!

The Imperial Astronomer had calculated for over two hundred years before finally deducing the clues and informing Prince Wu’an.

The outside world all thought that Prince Wu’an suppressed his cultivation level in order to condense the Third Grade True Elixir, but very few knew that Prince Wu’an could have condensed the elixir long ago.

Prince Wu’an had reached the pinnacle of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, and through cultivation aligned with the forces of nature, his understanding of the true essence of martial arts was exceptionally strong and domineering. At any moment, he could advance to the True Martial Realm and become Emperor Wu, who could suppress the heavens and the earth in one direction.

Otherwise, how could Prince Wu’an have defended the northern border for two hundred years without Da Jing being able to advance?

The Martial True Pill is divided into nine grades, the higher the grade of the pill condensed, the stronger the power after breakthrough and the greater the potential for the future.

But what very few people Imow is that above the First Grade True Elixir, there

is the King Grade Pill. Only by condensing the King Grade Martial True Pill can one truly become Emperor Wu.

Upon learning of the major opportunity foretold by the Prophet, Prince Wu’an deliberately suppressed his cultivation, waiting for the opportunity to emerge. Then, by leveraging that great fortune, he would condense the King Grade Martial True Pill in one fell swoop, advance to the True Martial Realm, and become an unrivaled force in all directions.

After receiving the latest news from the Prophet, Prince Wu’an ordered Wan Guiyuan and Yang Tianxiong to return, calmly awaiting the opportunity’s emergence, and then to strive for it with all their might.

What he was most worried about was that the Yinyang Sect and other top-tier factions would learn of the news and come to vie for it; hence, he had to be prepared, always keeping his side in peak condition.

The Mother of No Life was just a small grasshopper, inconsequential compared to that grand opportunity.