Chapter 290 · Volume 1

The Longevity Immortal Body

The Longevity Immortal Body.
Li Qingshan suddenly started acting mysterious again. Instead of answering, he asked, "Do you know how old Ninth Senior Martial Uncle was when he went up the mountain to cultivate?"
Xu Xian shook his head blankly.
Li Qingshan raised his hand, first extending his middle finger.
Xu Xian's eyes widened.
Li Qingshan seemed to realize it was inappropriate, tucked his middle finger back, and extended his index finger instead.
"This number."
Xu Xian blurted out, "Eleven years old?"
Even as he said it, he felt the answer was wrong.
Li Qingshan shook his finger. "I said, this number."
"Ten years old?"
Li Qingshan shook his finger again.
Xu Xian pursed his lips. "One year old?"
"Guess again."
Xu Xian's throat bobbed. "It couldn't be a hundred years old, could it?"
Li Qingshan nodded. "You guessed right. Exactly one hundred years old."
Xu Xian's pupils shrank like ink dots as he sucked in a sharp breath. "Hiss..."
He hadn't expected that.
Ninth Senior Martial Uncle was a late bloomer indeed.
So, was his appearance that of an old man because he started cultivating so late?
Li Qingshan explained slowly, "I heard from Master that Ninth Senior Martial Uncle lived in the mortal world for eighty years. While others grew more muddled with age, he felt his mind becoming clearer. At eighty, he was a grey-haired old man, yet he felt like he had endless strength every day."
"He felt like he was an anomaly."
"So he left his home and traveled far away."
"He thought that since he wouldn't die, he should be like the immortals on the mountains."
"He asked around along the way, wandering through eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers for nearly twenty years."
"Finally, he arrived before the mountain gate of the Wendao Sword Sect."
"He was a hundred that year."
"He said he wanted to cultivate."
"And he wanted to join the Wendao Sword Sect."
"It caused quite a stir, a bit of a joke."
"A hundred-year-old man wanting to cultivate? Wasn't that just a prank?"
"No one paid him any mind."
"Ninth Senior Martial Uncle wasn't reconciled. He stayed and waited for four years, until the Wendao Sword Sect's quinquennial recruitment assembly."
"He insisted on testing his spirit roots."
"The disciples in the sect, pitying his hardship, allowed him to step through the spirit-testing gate."
"It would have been fine if he hadn't tested, but the result was extraordinary."
"Ninth Senior Martial Uncle's spirit roots were average."
"However, he was found to possess a rare immortal body."
"The Longevity Body."
Xu Xian's eyes lit up as he exclaimed, "The Longevity Body?"
Even Lu Yuan couldn't help but turn his head.
Li Qingshan confirmed, "That's right, the Longevity Body. While others spend their entire lives seeking longevity, Ninth Senior Martial Uncle was born with it. He possesses a lifespan rivaling heaven and earth; his hair may turn white and his skin may wither, but his life force never ends."
Fate.
What is fate?
This is fate.
What an incredible stroke of luck!
"At that time, Eighth Senior Martial Uncle was in charge of the sect. He made an exception and allowed him to participate in the Heart Inquiry and Sword Inquiry assessments. Ninth Senior Martial Uncle lived up to the chance, passed them all, and successfully joined the sect."
"Later... Ninth Senior Martial Uncle went through body refining, qi refining, foundation establishment, and eventually pulled out an immortal sword. Until finally, he took charge of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner."
"When others use the Ten Thousand Demon Banner once, their lifespan ends and they perish."
"When Ninth Senior Martial Uncle uses it, at most his essence blood is depleted. He takes a nap, and he's perfectly fine."
Xu Xian's eyes flickered as he murmured, "This... the sky of the North Sea demon race has truly collapsed."
Li Qingshan said proudly, "Indeed. Thousands of years ago, the demons of the North Sea often caused trouble. It wasn't until Ninth Senior Martial Uncle burst onto the scene that they became completely docile. It's just a pity that although the Ten Thousand Demon Banner is good, it cannot be used for long periods. Otherwise, Ninth Senior Martial Uncle alone could have wiped out the entire east and north."
Xu Xian clicked his tongue in amazement.
The Wendao Sword Sect.
It truly was a place where talents emerged in succession.
These senior brothers and sisters of his were each more formidable than the last.
He had originally thought Lei Yunche was fierce enough.
A Half-Inch Startling Thunder that forced back the saints of the Three Sects.
Then Yun Zheng appeared.
With a broken body, he slashed five thousand years of the East Desolation's fortune.
And now.
There was Ninth Senior Martial Uncle—the Longevity Body, with a single demon banner, looking down upon the entire North Sea.
There were also the Sixth Senior Martial Aunt and Eighth Senior Martial Brother, who surely weren't simple characters either.
No wonder.
Even though the Wendao Sword Sect was so strange and did things so oddly, it could still thrive.
They were all using cheats.
How could anyone compete with that?
After finishing his story, Li Qingshan downed the last half-mouthful of wine. He tossed the wine jar onto the ground, took a deep breath, relaxed his brow, and sat up.
"Alright, it's getting late. I'll head back first."
Xu Xian said nothing.
Li Qingshan reminded him, "Don't forget what we talked about. The two Martial Uncles are back, and Master and Martial Uncle Lei will likely return in the next couple of days. When that happens, the matter regarding you and this kid can be settled."
Xu Xian nodded. "Rest assured."
"I'm off."
With a swing of his wide sleeves, Li Qingshan rode the wind back to the sect.
Leaving Xu Xian sitting alone on the mountain peak. "The Longevity Body... it's even stronger than my acquired sword body. Tsk tsk, what a lucky life."
There were many immortal bodies, saint bodies, and divine bodies in the world, a dazzling variety. But in the end, none could compare to the Longevity Body. The Longevity Body was the true darling of the Great Dao.
To have a lifespan equal to heaven and earth.
As long as one did not die.
One would eventually become invincible.
Xu Xian admitted he felt a tiny bit of envy.
In the depths of Lu Yuan's eyes, light also flickered as he muttered to himself, 'In a mere cage, there is actually someone with such fortune. Is he a fish that slipped through the net, or...'
He was also envious.
A Longevity Body.
If such a person had been born in the former Upper Realm, entering an immortal sect at a hundred years old, they would have been instantly possessed by someone else.
What a pity.
...
Two days later.
Lei Yunche and Ye Xianyu returned. Wen Qingxue found Xu Xian and informed him that everything had been settled. Tomorrow morning, he could bring the auspicious beast to participate in the sect entry assessment.
In the Wendao Sword Sect.
Aside from the quinquennial recruitment assembly.
There were also new disciples joining on ordinary days.
For instance, if disciples of the sect encountered someone with exceptional talent while traveling, they could bring them back for a private assessment. If they passed, they could also join the sect.
Of course.
A large portion also consisted of the descendants of disciples who had become Dao companions within the sect.
These children.
Would undergo an internal assessment by the Personnel Hall.
They would also have their spirit roots tested.
But the process was relatively relaxed.
They did not cross the Longevity Bridge.
Nor did they enter the Heart Inquiry Forest.
Instead, their character was tested through other means.
Because they grew up in the mountains, influenced by what they saw and heard from a young age, their character was usually excellent.
As for the auspicious beast.
None of the three methods above were applicable.
Testing spirit roots?
As a natural auspicious beast and a sixth-stage beast king, its aptitude went without saying.
As for the Heart Inquiry Forest?
How could such a small illusion hide anything from the eyes of an auspicious beast?
That only left crossing the Longevity Bridge.
Of course.
According to the sect's wishes, in such a situation, someone needed to guarantee the other party's character.
Xu Xian, naturally, was the first to step forward.
That day.
The news of an auspicious beast crossing the Longevity Bridge somehow spread through the entire sect like a gust of wind at incredible speed.
It caused a massive stir for a while.
The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, disciples from the Seven Peaks and Thirteen Halls had already gathered on both banks of the Longevity Bridge.
The noise was incessant.
"I heard that auspicious beast is a blood deer?"
"It's a kid, in human form."
"Can he really cross the Longevity Bridge?"
"I think it's unlikely. He'll probably be cleaved in two by the Demon-Slaying Sword."
"I heard this was the Little Grand-Uncle's suggestion. Maybe the Little Grand-Uncle has a way?"
"Let's just wait and see..."

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