Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 167 - 126: Twelve Immortal Techniques

Sun Wu just advanced to the Innate stage—his strength ought to be similar to that of the White Ape. If it came down to it, Lu Chang’sheng was confident he could defeat him in a single move.

But even if that’s the case, it’s still impossible to really compare himself with that so-called Immortal Meng.

Which means, setting off for Black Mountain Prefecture City to meet Immortal Meng leaves him with an uneasy feeling.

"Still, this is a once-in-a-lifetime immortal opportunity—I’d hate to miss out."

At that thought, Lu Chang’sheng quickly made up his mind. He immediately went to find Hong Yuan, intending to borrow his Cang Ying hawk.

"Teacher, could you possibly send a message via Cang Ying to Senior Kong Yuzhen in Jinghua Prefecture?"

"Why are you looking for her?"

These days, Hong Yuan looked a bit younger—not as aged as before.

He sounded somewhat surprised.

Back when Kong Yuzhen left the immortal-seeking group with her disciple, everyone stayed quiet about it, but truthfully, it left a sour taste in their hearts.

In recent years, they’d rarely been in touch.

"There’s an immortal showing up in Black Mountain Prefecture City. I want to invite a few Innate Martial Artists from Jinghua Prefecture to go together."

Lu Chang’sheng replied.

"There are that many Innate Martial Artists in Jinghua Prefecture?"

Hong Yuan was shocked.

He had some connections at the Saint Institute, but he’d never heard there were multiple Innate Martial Artists in Jinghua Prefecture.

"Yes, they’re all royal Tributers—so they hardly ever show themselves."

Lu Chang’sheng then named several Innate Martial Artists whose identities he knew.

Hong Yuan couldn’t help but marvel.

Upon learning there was an immortal in Black Mountain Prefecture City, Hong Yuan’s curiosity was piqued. "So you’re inviting them to deal with this Immortal Meng, aren’t you?"

No one knows a disciple like the master.

A brief thought was all it took for Hong Yuan to figure out Lu Chang’sheng’s plan.

Lu Chang’sheng nodded. "That Immortal Meng, we have no idea where he’s from. To make such a spectacle collecting rare treasures—who knows if his intentions are good or evil. With more people on our side, at least we’d have a bit more confidence."

"The only problem is whether their people can get here in time."

"It’ll be tough. It’s at least a month’s journey from Jinghua Prefecture to Black Mountain Prefecture."

That’s assuming the Innate Martial Artists are traveling at full speed. If they slow down, that time doubles.

"But, I do know a few True Qi Realm Martial Artists from neighboring prefectures." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Lu Chang’sheng frowned, then nodded in agreement.

True Qi Realm Martial Artists could barely make do as backup.

After leaving Hong Yuan, Lu Chang’sheng set to work getting ready.

He went into a secret chamber.

The chamber was sealed with a heavy stone door and iron gate—the walls were made of the same construction material. Anyone wanting to force their way in would have to spend over a year chipping away at it.

And even at the entrance, having a key wasn’t enough—without the strength of an ordinary Innate Martial Artist, you couldn’t even budge the stone door.

Inside the chamber, there was a strange chemical smell.

On a rack were arrayed a variety of poisons.

All of them were ones Lu Chang’sheng had managed to concoct over the years in his spare time.

Among them were the Seven-Ring Six Poison Powder, Five-Colored Splendid Liquid, Smiling Half-Step Death Powder, and others.

Eighteen in total.

A lot of them were powders; some, liquids.

Once Lu Chang’sheng realized the two realms would soon merge, he’d already thought: if his luck was bad and the Great Yuan lands ended up at a perilous spot in the Spirit Realm, his Innate Martial Artist prowess would most likely not be enough.

So, after much deliberation, he’d decided poison was the way to go.

Every one of these is deadly enough that even someone at the Innate stage would have a hard time standing for more than fifteen minutes after exposure. To ensure everyone’s safety, he’d spent a fortune having craftsmen build this chamber.

The powders—he could just use them like lime dust.

Lu Chang’sheng picked up a large pack of poisonous powder.

This one was Poisonous Toad Powder.

The Poisonous Toad was a lethal creature—dried and ground, it became Poisonous Toad Powder, a highly corrosive toxin. Once touched, if not washed off instantly, it’ll bite into your skin and flesh within seven or eight minutes; by then, no medicine could help.

He then took out over a dozen liquid poisons, smearing them onto his hand crossbow and dagger.

Finally, he turned to his spear.

After coating it in poison, he wrapped it several times in oil cloth—when the time came, a burst of True Qi would shake it all loose.

"And the arrows, too."

Lu Chang’sheng went about his preparations with utmost caution.

If the other party just wanted to trade immortal techniques, he had no problem using the strange objects he’d collected to exchange for a technique.

But if the other side harbored malicious intent, well—then it’d all be settled by force.

Two days later, Lu Chang’sheng, Hong Yuan, Daoist Ruyi, Guan Hongxiu, and the White Ape—four people and one ape—set out for Black Mountain Prefecture City.

After hearing Lu Chang’sheng’s plan, everyone became extra cautious.

No one wanted to take advantage of Lu Chang’sheng. They were all hoping to gain some immortal techniques from Immortal Meng, too.

Riding hard, the group soon reached the West Gate Traveler’s Inn in Black Mountain Prefecture.

They waited there for the other True Qi Realm Martial Artists.

By dusk, everyone had arrived.

Apart from Lu Chang’sheng’s team, there were also seven top-level True Qi Realm Martial Artists.

Of course, even among the top-level ones, strength still varied.

Hong Yuan was naturally the strongest of their rank, followed by the rest.

As the seven Martial Artists entered, they all greeted Hong Yuan respectfully.

But as Hong Yuan introduced Lu Chang’sheng and the others, the group’s expressions instantly changed to shock.

Several who’d initially been indifferent suddenly became much more serious.

"So it’s Scholar Lu himself!"

"An honor to meet Scholar Lu."

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Lu Chang’sheng’s reputation as an Innate Martial Artist was absolutely no joke.