Immortal Travel of Longevity

Lihua was naturally punished, unable to escape a vigorous kneading from Ruyi.

"Ruyi, stop rubbing, stop rubbing..."

"Lihua was wrong."

"Stop rubbing, mph..."

Yan Zi watched the cat being bullied and seemed to recall something, a hint of envy showing in his eyes.

That look quickly faded, however, settling back into calm.

Yan Zi wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back down.

He remembered having a friend like this, many years ago.

But a human life lasted only a hundred years. Back then, Yan Zi could only watch helplessly as his friend passed away. As for how long ago it had been, he could not quite remember; perhaps, deep down, he had hoped to forget it all as soon as possible.

Yan Qun snapped back to the present and said, "Before reaching Shangjing, I was seventy or eighty percent confident. Now that I am here, I am only fifty or sixty percent sure."

Chen Changsheng nodded. "This Chen is also surprised. I never expected the Mortal World to hide so many unheard-of demons."

Yan Qun nodded. "Most demons in the Mortal World cultivate deep in the mountains and rarely show themselves. Because of this Investiture of Immortals Assembly, they have all popped up at once."

For the demons of the Mortal World, the Investiture of Immortals Assembly was a highly sought-after opportunity, and a long-term strategy at that.

"Back then, the Goddess of the Celestial River practiced the way of incense and molded a golden body. In just a few years, she obtained an opportunity for Dragon Transformation. This has spread among the demons of the Mortal World. If one can earn an Investiture Scroll, open a temple, and attract human dao incense, it would be immensely beneficial to their cultivation. Who would want to miss that?"

Chen Changsheng said, "Naturally. However, wherever there is conflict, there will inevitably be casualties. It is best to be careful."

Yan Qun nodded. "I understand. If I am outmatched, I will retreat. Doing my best is enough."

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment. "Do your best to fight for it."

Hearing this, Yan Qun's heart skipped a beat.

What the Mister meant by this...

Could it be that the opportunity of this Investiture Scroll was even greater than he had imagined?

Yan Qun did not ask further. He knew the Mister was offering him a pointer; if he could not even grasp this much, how could he have the nerve to keep asking?

"Thank you for the guidance, Mister," Yan Qun said.

Chen Changsheng nodded. "Go. There is not much time left."

Yan Qun nodded, then flew off, vanishing from everyone's sight.

After the swallow had flown far away.

Mo Yuan spoke up, asking, "Mister seems to think highly of that swallow."

Chen Changsheng replied, "His nature is pure and good, and his aptitude is excellent. If he receives an Investiture Scroll, the common people of the Mortal World will also benefit greatly in the future."

Mo Yuan considered this and cast another lingering glance after the swallow.

He recalled the words the Mister had spoken and the things he had done recently.

Could the Human Dao be showing signs of great prosperity?

Mo Yuan had assumed the unification of the world was already the peak of human dao qi fortune, but judging by the Mister's words, it seemed that was not the case.

In that case, the Mortal World still held many opportunities.

...

The fish in this lake were somewhat difficult to catch.

They had sat there for more than half a shichen, yet not a single fish had been hooked. They had even changed the bait several times, but whenever they pulled the fishing rod up, the bait had been eaten clean.

"This shouldn't be happening..." Ruyi was a bit puzzled.

Mo Yuan explained, "The fish are quite smart."

"Smart?" Ruyi looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan explained, "Spiritual Energy is abundant here. Nourished by this Spiritual Energy, the fish are naturally more intelligent than those in ordinary rivers."

"So that's how it is." Ruyi understood, then asked, "Doesn't that mean they've become spirits?"

Mo Yuan shook his head. "They are still far from becoming spirits."

"Oh, my..."

As they spoke.

An elderly voice suddenly rang out from behind them.

They saw an old man standing behind them, observing the situation in the lake.

The old man asked, "Are any fish biting?"

Ruyi answered, "The fish are smart. They eat the bait, but they won't bite the hook."

The old man chuckled and said, "The fish in Lake Mountain Lake are indeed much smarter."

Lihua looked at the old man. Its brows twitched slightly, and it reached out a paw to nudge Ruyi.

Ruyi was taken aback for a moment before she caught on.

This old man was actually a demon.

Mo Yuan had also noticed the old man and promptly remarked, "A centipede spirit?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, cupping his hands in greeting. "This old man is Wu Yue. I cultivate right here in Lake Mountain. Greetings to you all."

Naturally, the old man was not here to cause trouble.

He knew he did not have the courage for that.

The one on the left had a golden light protecting his body, indicating he was a high-ranking official of the Imperial Court. The young woman was brimming with blood vigor and possessed threads of Magical Power, so he did not dare provoke her either. The cat went without saying. As for the other two, he could not see through them at all.

Rather, he had been drawn here by the fishing line.

Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk!

This was an incredibly rare treasure!

And they were actually using it to fish?

This left the old man thoroughly shocked.

Mo Yuan said, "You certainly know your manners."

The old man smiled. "I have picked up a few things over the years."

"Is there something you need?" Mo Yuan asked.

The old man opened his mouth and said, "There is indeed a matter I would like to inquire about."

"It's regarding the line on this rod."

"The line?" Ruyi looked at the old man and asked, "Is there something special about this line?"

"Naturally, it is..."

The old man hesitated, wanting to speak yet holding back, unsure of how to phrase it.

This girl actually had no idea!

Mo Yuan said, "You want the line on this rod, don't you?"

The old man opened his mouth and said, "I am ashamed to admit it, but I did indeed come for this line. To be frank, the line on your fishing rod is Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk. It balances strength and flexibility, and is impervious to water and fire. It is a rare treasure. Although my Demonic Power is abundant, I have few means of self-defense. In my early years, I tried to forge a Dharma Instrument but lacked the materials. After a long and fruitless search, I had no choice but to give up. It was not until today, seeing this Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk, that the thought crossed my mind again."

"Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk." Ruyi blinked and looked at Mo Yuan. "Brother Mo."

Mo Yuan said, "I just grabbed it casually."

He looked at the centipede spirit and said, "You're quite honest for a centipede spirit."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he had guessed correctly; the people before him definitely knew this was Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk.

Mo Yuan said, "I wouldn't mind letting you take some, but there is no such thing as taking something for nothing in this world. Let's see what you can offer..."

Hearing this, the old man sighed helplessly. "This old man cannot produce anything worthy of exchanging for the Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk."

If he had, he would have obtained the Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk long ago. Why would he have waited until now? He cultivated here in the mortal realm, where treasures were inherently scarce, and he possessed nothing else of note.

Compared to Mo Yuan, the Lord of Beicang, this centipede spirit was practically penniless.

"Then there is nothing I can do."

Mo Yuan said, "It's one thing not to make a profit, but I'd actually be taking a loss. This trade really isn't worth it."

The old man opened his mouth. He looked at the Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk with deep longing in his heart, but alas, his pockets were empty. There was nothing he could do.

"This old man... has disturbed you all."

"Take care."

In truth, Mo Yuan did not care about the Millennium Ice Silkworm Silk at all. He wouldn't have minded throwing it away, but that did not mean he would just give it to someone for free.

It was like someone seeing a wealthy merchant and asking, "You have so much money, could you give me some?"

The merchant might be rich, but he wasn't crazy.

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