Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 191 - 138: Passing Away and the True Immortal Technique

Chapter 191: Chapter 138: Passing Away and the True Immortal Technique

"So you are Lu Chang’sheng?"

Soon, the two met face to face.

Zhao Xing’s expression looked a bit cold, but there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, which put Lu Chang’sheng somewhat at ease.

"May I ask what brings an Immortal here?"

Lu Chang’sheng asked cautiously.

"It concerns the matter of Evil Cultivators."

Zhao Xing repeated the explanation he had prepared, once again expressing his gratitude to Lu Chang’sheng.

He said that he and his fellow Immortal Sect disciples had been hunting these Evil Cultivators for a long time; they thought the task would never be completed, but had now gained a new opportunity.

At that moment, Zhao Xing shared some simple information with Lu Chang’sheng.

In his mind, coming from the Spirit Realm, tricking a native would surely be an easy matter.

And finally, Zhao Xing revealed the purpose of his visit.

"We disciples of the Supreme Profound Sect do not meddle in karma. You have helped me greatly, which means I owe you a favor. If ever you are in need, you may come to me. Within the rules of the sect, I can grant you certain requests."

"Many thanks, Immortal!"

Lu Chang’sheng revealed a hint of delight, just as Zhao Xing noticed it.

Of course, he was all too used to this.

He wandered the Spirit Realm and had encountered such situations countless times. Whenever he lowered his bait, many people would show that same expression.

He knew well that someone like Lu Chang’sheng cared most about things making sense—if he appeared too generous, it would only breed suspicion.

Therefore, after leaving a contact address, he turned and departed.

Watching the man leave, Lu Chang’sheng naturally felt some doubts in his heart.

"It’s a pity I can’t get a hold of Nangua right now, or else I could have her look into his background for me."

Lu Chang’sheng sighed inwardly.

He was quite tempted by what the other had said.

"If I could obtain an Immortal Technique, then I would surely be able to embark on the path of cultivation sooner. Perhaps, by becoming an Immortal, I could break out of the current predicament."

As time passed, those who had taken the Longevity Pill began to recover some vitality.

A single Longevity Pill could only prolong their lives by a year or two.

Once that time elapsed, death would inevitably claim them again. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Now, Lu Chang’sheng had few pills left, and, furthermore, the effect of taking the same pill diminished rapidly. For ordinary mortals, the first Longevity Pill could grant an extra two years of life; by the second, perhaps not even a year.

The third pill was almost entirely ineffective.

Struggling against Heaven is itself an act against Fate.

The older one gets, the more one treasures family ties. Perhaps only after a hundred years, as familiar relatives slowly depart, that sense of indifference will gradually take over heart and mind.

But Lu Chang’sheng did not want to become such a person.

Sadly, things never unfold as one expects.

Just two days later, as Lu Chang’sheng was preparing to search for Zhao Xing, he suddenly saw Lu Chang’an rushing toward him.

"Father!"

Seeing Lu Chang’an’s anxious expression, Lu Chang’sheng’s heart sank, a wave of dread rising within.

"Grandfather is in trouble."

Suppressing his panic, Lu Chang’sheng walked quickly and asked, "Didn’t you give him that pill?"

"He took it, but it doesn’t seem to have helped!"

When Mr. Lu was in critical condition before, Lu Chang’sheng, worried something might happen while he was away, had a craftsman make a small metal sphere to hang on his father’s neck, inside which was a Longevity Pill, ready to be used.

"Impossible!"

Lu Chang’sheng had great faith in the pills he refined.

Unless someone had switched the pill, there was no way it could be completely useless.

The two hurried to the courtyard where Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu lived, and there in the room, they found Mr. Lu lying on the sickbed.

Just now, Mr. Lu had been sitting in the courtyard as usual, then suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Blood was still flowing from his nostrils; though Mrs. Lu kept wiping it away with a white cloth, it did no good.

"This is an old hidden illness finally breaking out—the Life Essence can’t be locked in any longer."

Lu Chang’sheng immediately saw through the root of Mr. Lu’s illness.

There was no way he could cure such a disease; it was like a broken lock—no matter how you welded it together, it would never regain its original strength or lifespan.

If not for Lu Chang’sheng’s superb medical technique, Mr. Lu would likely have died from this hidden illness around the age of fifty.

And yet, he had lived to over eighty!

"But, it’s not too serious. I have medicine here that can stabilize Father’s condition!"

Lu Chang’sheng took out a Longevity Pill.

He was ready to give it to his father, but when he was about to, he saw Mr. Lu clench his teeth and gaze at him, a plea in his eyes.

He suddenly froze, hand holding the Longevity Pill suspended in midair.

"Chang’sheng!"

"Father!"

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Lu Chang’sheng gazed for a long time, then suddenly patted Mr. Lu several times on the chest. A wisp of magical power continuously infused the acupuncture points, stimulating his organs and meridians.

Mr. Lu’s complexion suddenly turned rosy.

"Help me sit up!"

Hearing Mr. Lu’s full, vigorous voice, everyone was overjoyed, all the more impressed with Lu Chang’sheng’s medical technique.

Soon after, in the back garden, Lu Chang’sheng pushed a specially made wheelchair along the garden path.

At his side, only Mrs. Lu accompanied him.

As the wife of Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu seemed to sense something, her face showing a trace of sorrow.

"No need for this—I understand my own body well."

Mr. Lu smiled and spoke.