Immortal Travel of Longevity

Two Sword Immortals suddenly broke into a fierce battle on Qingyu Mountain.

The sheer aftershocks of their clash nearly overturned Qingyu Mountain itself.

Fortunately, the two Sword Immortals held back just in time, taking their quarrel eastward. Wherever their Sword Qi passed, mountain peaks collapsed and the Great River was severed. The crisscrossing Sword Qi left the demons and cultivators along their path in a state of continuous shock.

By the time He Qing heard about the incident, three days had already passed.

She learned from her fellow disciples that the two unknown Sword Immortals had fought for three full days, battling all the way to the Desolate Sea before finally stopping. Neither had managed to claim victory.

Hearing this, He Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When she descended the mountain and visited the Wine Tavern again, she found it completely renovated—or rather, it was an entirely different Wine Tavern now.

But to her surprise, the moment she stepped through the door, she saw Chen Changsheng and Zhao Yuqing sitting across from each other, eating porridge.

"You two..."

Why were they sitting at the same table again?

"We got tired of fighting, so we stopped," Chen Changsheng said.

He looked at He Qing and blinked. "Want some porridge?"

He Qing shot a glance at Zhao Yuqing, but he wasn't looking at her at all. He was simply focused on eating his porridge.

"I think I'll pass..."

"Don't be afraid of him."

Chen Changsheng scooped a bowl for her. Once she sat down, He Qing began to eat.

As she ate, she carefully observed the expressions of the two seniors in front of her.

Looking at them...

He Qing pondered to herself. 'Could it be that Zhao Yuqing lost?'

'No way, right?'

Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked, "So, there was no winner?"

Chen Changsheng replied bluntly, "There was. He won."

Zhao Yuqing coughed lightly and said, "Just barely."

"Heh, heheh..."

He Qing laughed awkwardly, unsure if she should offer congratulations.

Zhao Yuqing wiped his mouth. "How about it? Learn from me, and I guarantee you'll become the number one in the world."

"Why are we talking about me again? Weren't you two seniors fighting over the Spirit Rice?"

"That is a separate matter."

He Qing was even more confused now. What was going on?

Chen Changsheng said, "It is up to you. Although he is infamous, he does have some skill when it comes to teaching disciples. He is a bit better at it than This Chen."

"Glad you know it," Zhao Yuqing said.

"Just eat your porridge."

Zhao Yuqing retorted, "Stop yapping. I'm tired and I don't want to argue."

He Qing glanced at the two of them and said, "It seems I don't have a choice, heh..."

Zhao Yuqing said, "I'll teach you the Sword, and he'll teach you Arts and Techniques. It's perfectly reasonable."

"Huh?"

He Qing asked, "But can I actually learn it all?"

"There is plenty of time."

Chen Changsheng said, "You'll master it all eventually."

With that, Chen Changsheng pulled a small booklet from his robes and handed it to her.

"What is this?"

"Some Divine Abilities and Arts and Techniques are all in there, including edicts and ancient characters..."

Zhao Yuqing tossed over a booklet of his own.

"Sword techniques! Sword Intent! Sword forms!"

With the two books resting in front of her, He Qing felt a sudden wave of dizziness.

How could an ordinary cultivator ever dare to dream of this!

She had just landed two incredible backers at once!

Zhao Yuqing said, "Although this guy surnamed Chen has terrible Sword techniques, he has few rivals when it comes to Divine Abilities. Especially with edicts and ancient characters—he's probably the only one in the whole world who can actually wield them."

He Qing hesitated, "But... I heard that edicts and ancient characters are... are both considered lower-tier Divine Abilities..."

"That depends entirely on who is using them."

Zhao Yuqing explained, "Your Senior Chen is someone who can even sway heaven and earth. When he speaks a true word, the entire Dragon Clan of this world has to show him some respect. That is 'momentum.' It is nothing like ordinary Divine Abilities. Everything he studies points directly to the Great Dao."

"It just takes a lot of effort," Chen Changsheng said. "As long as you understand merging with the Dao and nature, these two subjects aren't difficult to learn."

Coming from their mouths, it sounded like the easiest thing in the world.

But He Qing broke into a cold sweat.

She didn't doubt the power of those two books for a second; she just wondered if she could actually comprehend them.

Zhao Yuqing finished the porridge in his bowl and said, "Cultivate well. In the upcoming grand tournament, you can leap straight to the front, pull the rug out from under the Mysterious Gate, and become an elder right away."

"Huh?" He Qing froze on the spot.

Chen Changsheng said, "Don't listen to him, just focus on your Cultivation. He is a crude ruffian by nature and doesn't understand reason."

"Who are you calling a crude ruffian?"

Zhao Yuqing sneered and retorted, "If I'm a crude ruffian, then you're a debauched drunkard!"

"What now? Do you want to fight again?"

"Bring it on! Let's fight!"

"You lousy farmer!"

"You stinking brewer!"

"Take it outside! Come on!"

"I'm right behind you!"

Trading insults, the two of them bolted outside, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

He Qing sat alone in the Wine Tavern, clutching the two booklets, her thoughts in complete disarray.

"These two seniors..."

"They really don't seem quite right in the head..."

He Qing muttered to herself as she looked at the two booklets. One detailed Divine Abilities, the other Sword techniques, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of anxiety wash over her.

She flipped them open, only to find the contents dizzying.

Pointing directly to the Great Dao!

What did "pointing directly to the Great Dao" even mean?!

She couldn't even parse the words. The text was so obscure that it was fundamentally incomprehensible.

It was far more difficult than any Cultivation manual or ancient text she had ever seen.

"How am I supposed to learn this..."

He Qing rubbed the space between her eyebrows, feeling a severe headache coming on.

In the blink of an eye, another cycle of spring, summer, autumn, and winter passed.

Ever since the two seniors fought and vanished the previous year, the Wine Tavern had been left mostly unattended.

Perhaps because of the fight, there wasn't much wine left in the Wine Tavern anyway.

He Qing kept track of the days and began drinking less wine.

Otherwise, she feared there wouldn't be any left for her later.

Fortunately, after that meeting, Zhao Yuqing stopped dragging her to unlivable places to train. Over the past few years, she had finally managed to calm her heart and focus on her Cultivation.

Comprehending Divine Abilities, practicing Sword techniques.

After two full years, she had managed to turn a grand total of six pages across both booklets.

The contents were just too incredibly difficult!

These books contained the lifelong knowledge of Chen Changsheng and Zhao Yuqing. If one were to actually master them, calling oneself the number one in the world would be no exaggeration.

He Qing took a sip of wine, her head throbbing painfully as she stared at the texts.

"Sigh..."

Seeing her daughter constantly frowning over the past two years, He Yulu always made sure to show her concern.

But she felt that she was growing further and further apart from her daughter.

Whether in terms of Cultivation Base or worldly experience, the distance between them kept widening.

Still, she knew this wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

He Yulu knew many things, including all of He Qing's interactions with the two seniors.

It was a fortuitous encounter.

Yet, she couldn't help but worry.

Because neither of those two seniors was a particularly peaceful soul, especially Zhao Yuqing.

He Yulu often worried about He Qing's situation. Everything seemed fine right now, but who could say what the future held?

But on second thought, this was just how the world worked.

Climbing to the peak always required paying a price.

Now it was only a question of when the Tribulation would arrive.

He Qing set down the book, pondered for a moment, and then raised her hand.

She gently pointed at a flower bud in the distance.

"Bloom!"

As the edict took effect, the flower instantly blossomed, beautiful and captivating.

He Qing froze, staring blankly at the sight.

"It worked?"

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