Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 131 - 110: Hei Wutian Pays Homage to the Immortals

Chapter 131: Chapter 110: Hei Wutian Pays Homage to the Immortals

The so-called Blood Eye is an evil object cultivated from a massive amount of human blood.

There are records that someone once tried to breed this thing. In the end, it turned an entire town into a land of death, which has yet to recover even now.

"By the way, now that you’ve reached the Innate Realm, our quest for immortality has made real progress. Once we gather the necessary foreign items, we’ll be able to attempt the Immortal Worship Ceremony again!" Hong Yuan suddenly said.

"This time, you’ll be the one to complete the ceremony!"

Last time, Elder Gu thought the failure was because none of them had reached the Innate Realm. Now, everyone wanted to give it another try.

"Alright!"

Lu Chang’sheng didn’t refuse. He, too, wanted to see what kind of result they would get by following the teachers’ methods.

But rare items like the Immortal Music Spring, Golden Bull Horn, and Immortal Worship Incense were hard to find, so holding the Immortal Worship Ceremony immediately wasn’t realistic.

However, Hong Yuan and the others had their own channels, and before long, they would start searching.

This time, after slaying Hei Wutian, on top of everything else, Lu Chang’sheng gained an unexpected prize.

It was a Dao Bone Relic.

This yellowish relic emanated a gentle Buddhist radiance on its surface. If one listened carefully, faint chants seemed to linger, bringing a sense of peace and serenity to the heart.

Foreign items were often mystical in nature, and the Dao Bone Relic was no exception.

Lu Chang’sheng placed it inside a brocade box and gazed out at the scenery outside.

"I heard that Hei Wutian was once the disciple of a revered monk, but for some reason, he eventually turned into this state!"

The Black Temple was once just a small monastery used to imprison monks who’d broken Buddhist precepts. Later, it was cast out from the Buddhist Sect and ultimately became a den of evil monks.

"Now, only one last foreign item remains!" Lu Chang’sheng thought to himself.

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Meanwhile, a monk in tattered robes was walking on foot through Black Mountain Prefecture territory, heading toward Liyang Prefecture.

"Just a bit more. Shame Hong Yuan and the others couldn’t be drawn into the trap!"

Hei Wutian looked at the object in his hand, about the size of a baby’s fist, its surface glowing with copious blood light and covered in eerie markings.

This was the final foreign object in his Immortal Worship Formula—the Blood Eye.

Utterly bizarre.

The original item was just a fairly ordinary human eyeball, but through certain methods, it could be endlessly cultivated until it became a terrifying evil object.

"With the Blood Eye as the core, the Immortal Worship Ceremony constructed becomes the true key to opening the Upper Realm Gate. Those people are all too cautious."

An unsettling grin spread across Hei Wutian’s face as he slowly disappeared onto the land of Liyang Prefecture.

He was going to perform the Immortal Worship Ceremony in Liyang Prefecture, so as to communicate with the true ’immortal.’

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A few days later, Lu Chang’sheng, worrying about his family in Fufeng Town, took his leave from Hong Yuan and the others.

Half a month later, he returned to Fufeng Town alongside the White Ape.

Soon, he reunited with his family.

When they found out that Lu Chang’sheng had a White Ape with him, everyone was shocked. But seeing how the White Ape behaved almost like a person, they gradually relaxed.

That night, Lu Chang’sheng slept with Li Nangua in his arms and brought up the topic of Zhao Hu.

"Yun still doesn’t know about this, and Tao’Er is still so young. Should we wait a few years to tell them?" Li Nangua said with a touch of sorrow in her heart.

Zhao Hu was one of those who climbed up from humble beginnings with them. Who would have thought he’d leave so suddenly.

Some years ago, he and Yun had another child, now a little over five years old.

Lu Chang’sheng could only sigh in his heart. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The child was named Zhao Tao. He’d held him a few times himself. The boy was gentle and well-behaved, nothing like the rowdy boys his age—more quiet and mild-mannered.

"We can’t hide it forever. Let’s tell Yun and Xi’Er first."

Lu Chang’sheng said.

The next day, the two of them found Xu Yuniang and told her about Zhao Hu’s death.

Xu Yuniang was struck like thunder, staring at Lu Chang’sheng, still hoping it was some kind of cruel joke.

But when Lu Chang’sheng took out some of Zhao Hu’s belongings, she finally collapsed onto the floor in a daze, staring blankly from place to place.

Lu Chang’sheng couldn’t bear to watch. He tried to comfort her, "Yun, you have to stay strong. Mr. Zhao wouldn’t want you like this. Besides, you still have Xi’Er and Tao’Er."

At the mention of ’Xi’Er’ and ’Tao’Er’, Xu Yuniang finally seemed to return to herself and nodded softly.

Zhao Hu’s death cast a somber mood over the entire Lu Mansion.

All these years in Black Mountain Prefecture, every New Year or festival, Zhao Hu would come by with gifts for everyone. Everyone had grown used to that rough but sincere man.

Hearing of his death out of nowhere, no one could remain calm.

Two days later, they erected a memorial grave for Zhao Hu and let Zhao Tao recognize Lu Chang’sheng as his godfather. It brought some comfort to their hearts.

But inside, Lu Chang’sheng grew uncomfortably anxious.

At the funeral, he happened to notice his aged parents’ figures and realized for the first time just how old they’d become.

"I’m almost thirty-one now, and Father and Mother are nearly seventy!"

Watching his parents walk, no longer steady as before, an ache twisted in Lu Chang’sheng’s heart.

Sixty-something is considered a long life in this world, but Lu Chang’sheng knew human life could reach much further.

That night, Lu Chang’sheng was about to check on Fu in the secret room where he was being held, when Li Nangua suddenly spoke up.

"There’s something I nearly forgot to tell you!"

"Something’s not right with me!"

Li Nangua went on to describe to Lu Chang’sheng the strange dreams she’d been having.

"I often dream weird dreams—some maids bowing to me, and an Old Wolf, dressed in human clothes, just watching me from outside the door."

Lu Chang’sheng scolded her, "Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?"

Dreams appearing over and over like this could only mean something was wrong.

"Every time I wake up, I just subconsciously forget," Li Nangua replied.

Seeing Lu Chang’sheng frown, she asked carefully, "Is it really serious?"

Lu Chang’sheng shook his head. "I don’t know either, but it might have something to do with Fu."

So Lu Chang’sheng went at once to see Fu. Unfortunately, during this period, Fu had been unnervingly calm, and the final foreign item needed for the Immortal Worship Formula still hadn’t appeared.

With that, Lu Chang’sheng could only keep himself steady and wait patiently.

With the battle at Black Mountain Prefecture done, the Martial Artist Council started up again, and every so often, people would send him news.

Now that his Innate Realm cultivation was known, the Martial Artist Council members who delivered information were all exceptionally respectful.

One message caught Lu Chang’sheng’s attention—it said someone had seen Hei Wutian in Liyang Prefecture.

"Hei Wutian must have several body doubles, which let him escape from that situation so easily!"

"He’s gone to Liyang Prefecture. It must be connected to the Immortal Worship Formula."

Lu Chang’sheng thought back to the Immortal Worship manual he’d gotten after killing one of Hei Wutian’s imposters.

Somewhere inside, there was a trace of anticipation.

Because, following the formula described in that manual for the ceremony, it seemed possible to reach the heavens.

That’s just human nature.

Even Lu Chang’sheng himself couldn’t entirely resist the temptation.

"If we could really open the Upper Realm Gate, succeed in seeking immortality, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing for us!"

A few days later, Lu Chang’sheng received a letter from Hong Yuan and the others, urging him to hurry to Liyang Prefecture to stop Hei Wutian’s Immortal Worship act.

Hong Yuan’s letter was deadly serious.

He feared that the Immortal Worship Ceremony would invite disaster.

If that happened, all of Prefecture City in Liyang Prefecture might be caught up in it.

"Using an evil item for the Immortal Worship Ceremony will almost certainly attract misfortune. My teacher can’t act right now, so the hope is on me."

"But with a thousand miles between Fufeng Town and Liyang Prefecture, even if I travel nonstop, I’m afraid I’ll be too late."

Lu Chang’sheng’s worries were not unfounded.

On the fifth day after he set out, news reached him.

Hei Wutian’s Immortal Worship Ceremony—failed.

Liyang Prefecture suffered a catastrophe; countless people were swallowed by ill fortune, vanishing from this world forever.

When Lu Chang’sheng arrived, the Prefecture City of Liyang was nothing but deathly silence. In the inner city, especially, it looked as if some giant maw had taken a huge bite out of it—over several hundred meters, most buildings had an enormous gash.

A terrifying sight, impossible to forget!