Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 481 - 274 The Sacrifice Ritual is Thoroughly Understood By It_2

Ji Ru began to recount the events she and Chen Qing had experienced over the past few days, omitting only the parts about Yu Qingshuang and Lu Chen, mentioning only a friendly senior.

Everyone listened, expressing their amazement.

Since Chen Qing had experienced it himself, he was indifferent to Ji Ru’s narration, only secretly observing the Little Pixiu.

He pondered what potential use this Little Pixiu might have.

However, the Little Pixiu seemed a bit timid, adorably foolish, leaving him to wonder if his own fortune had run dry, resulting in a useless mascot.

Thinking of a mascot, Chen Qing glanced faintly at Hu Yao.

Fine, a mascot is a mascot.

After Hu Yao and the others finished chatting, Ji Ru asked, "Little Pixiu, what kind of gift would you like?"

"If you really can’t think of anything, you could ask a senior for guidance on what your Gu needs for advancement."

"Or perhaps you could ask Senior Taichu to choose a Light Gu for you."

The Little Pixiu thought for a moment and said earnestly, "I wish for a senior to grant me a name!"

Chen Qing was slightly surprised, not expecting this little fellow to have some cleverness.

The other four secretly admired it as well.

To be named by Senior Taichu meant garnering his attention in the future.

Receiving a name from such a distinguished figure carried a unique significance.

Naming was generally done by one’s elders for their juniors, like a grandparent or parent naming a child.

The Little Pixiu wanted Chen Qing to name it, to remember this pitiful Little Pixiu more, like a family junior.

Everyone secretly praised it, but Chen Qing cursed silently: I’m terrible at naming!

Why ask for this?

Even if you said you wanted to become a True Dragon and possess the Ying Dragon bloodline, I could manage!

And yet, you just wanted a name!

After thinking for a moment, Chen Qing said, "Seeing you resemble a mischievous child, timid yet obedient, I’ll grant you the name ’Evil Exorcism.’"

"Pacify a hundred ghosts and ward off disasters, I hope you will grow brave and strong."

The Little Pixiu was overjoyed, "Thank you, senior, I will be called Evil Exorcism."

"Evil Exorcism greets all the senior brothers and sisters here."

Chen Qing added, "I no longer pay much attention to worldly affairs."

"When at the Heavenly Master Mansion, find a chance to leave its bounds, and make offerings to Prince Wen, Chen Qing. He will surely take care of you."

The Little Pixiu bowed in gratitude, "Thank you, senior, Evil Exorcism will remember!"

Chen Qing said, "In that case, let tonight’s gathering end here."

As the gathering dispersed, Chen Qing removed the bronze ghost mask and absorbed it into his body, feeling a bit of a headache.

Couldn’t there be something reliable at the gathering?

Like Murong Lang, Xu Yaofeng, and Ji Ru, who are understanding!

No more mascots like Evil Exorcism and Hu Yao!

Sighing, Chen Qing removed the Ying Dragon Essence Blood condensed from Ying Shenji’s body, placing several seals through the Void River onto it to prevent Little Evil Exorcism from exploding after ingestion, thus ending.

It was useless to him, as using it himself would quickly result in being assimilated by the Six Dao Demon God Blood.

The Six Dao Demon God Blood was not inferior to Ying Dragon Essence Blood.

Better to let Little Evil Exorcism slowly absorb it, and once fully absorbed, seize the opportunity to impart Cutting the Path to See Me, refining its bloodline. There might be a tiny chance to re-manifest the Ying Dragon form.

On the level of status, the Ying Dragon was a God.

Therefore, Chen Qing didn’t hold much hope for this affair.

Even if the Ying Dragon form were to be remanifested, it would merely be an outer form and nothing more.

Even though Ying Shenji possessed a body similar to a Ying Dragon, there was a significant lack in her magical prowess.

Ying Dragon’s magic was something she hadn’t mastered at all. Otherwise, Chen Qing wouldn’t have been able to kill her so easily.

However, these gifts were enough to safely advance Little Pixiu to the Mystic Gate Realm.

After waiting seven days, Chen Qing closed his eyes, attuning to the call of consciousness between heaven and earth.

After the establishment of Prince Wen Temple, Chen Qing also gained the right to enjoy incense offerings and sacrifices.

Being a prince formally bestowed by the divine and surely not like those rogue kings who lacked these customary powers.

Amidst the chants of thousands, Chen Qing recognized the familiar voice of the Little Pixiu. His Divine Soul’s gaze concentrated on it, immediately seeing the Little Pixiu’s bowing and worshiping sound.

"Lord Prince Wen, Evil Exorcism follows the senior’s guidance to seek your protection!"

Chen Qing glanced around, finding it at a barren wilderness.

In the distant background, he saw two disciples from the Heavenly Master Mansion sleeping soundly.

It seemed that the Little Pixiu had been brought out for training, and with his inherent lucky nature, the Heavenly Master Mansion intended to harness this creature’s fortuitous pathway to secure opportunities.

Immediately, Chen Qing summoned the Evil Ghost Daoist God Image, which had not been bestowed on anyone, manifesting it over the white jade plaque of the Little Pixiu.

The Little Pixiu, upon seeing the Divine Image Chen Qing actually manifested, bowed deeply. Chen Qing extended his hand to touch the Little Pixiu’s head.

Transmitting through the Divine Soul, he said, "Refine it well, and when your realm rises, I will pass you wondrous magic!"

Embedding the drop of Ying Dragon Essence Blood into the Little Pixiu’s body, Chen Qing vanished.

The Little Pixiu carefully sensed the essence blood within, "Is this True Dragon Blood?"

It moved slightly, suddenly realizing something unfamiliar at its back.

Turning around, it found it had opened wings.

Pixiu was akin to a fierce tiger, with white fur and a single horn, and wings on its back that wouldn’t open.

In essence, Pixiu’s wings were merely ornamental.

But now Evil Exorcism found its wings could suddenly move.

Pixiu unfurls wings, returning to ancestral origin!

Evil Exorcism exclaimed inwardly: This isn’t merely True Dragon Blood. This is Ancestor Dragon Blood!

Such a precious Ancestor Dragon Blood, Senior Taichu surprisingly left it unattended, casually entrusting it to sub-kings to bestow!

What did the Prince Wen say again?

Oh, right, to cultivate well, and once I elevate my realm, he’d hand down wondrous magic!

Yes, I will certainly cultivate diligently!

Abruptly able to move its wings, leaving it somewhat bewildered, it practiced all night to master control.

Having toured outside the Heavenly Master Mansion for half a month, it accrued some experiences, and two disciples of Heavenly Master Mansion brought the Little Pixiu back.

Returning to Heavenly Master Mansion, the Little Pixiu resumed its days of humble entreaty.

Only when participating in gatherings did it feel remotely like a mythical creature.

The big brother and sister there spoke kindly, offering advice.

After three more months, the Little Pixiu was already emaciated with hunger, fortuitously possessing that drop of Ying Dragon Essence Blood.

And in its faintness from hunger, it prayed to Prince Wen, making Chen Qing feel increasingly exasperated, leaving him no choice but to provide sustenance, allowing it to endure.

Chen Qing couldn’t help but reflect that this ritualistic praying seemed to have been mastered by Evil Exorcism.

One day, it was locked in front of the mountain gate, pondering why there were few disciples venturing out and up the mountain, leaving it without food offerings.

At this moment, however, an azure-robed Taoist emerged, possessing an elegant and handsome demeanor, walking with exceptional lightness, within a few steps arriving in front of the mountain gate.

Seeing the young Taoist dressed in Heavenly Master Mansion disciple attire, the Little Pixiu quickly stepped forward, "Welcome back, master!"

The young Taoist expressed a bit of curiosity, "Hmm, why is there a Little Pixiu in front of the mountain gate?"

The young Taoist squatted down, "How long have you been at the Heavenly Master Mansion?"

Evil Exorcism replied, "I’ve been here for four months!"

The young Taoist said, "Immortal Cave Heaven of the Heavenly Master Mansion, guardian spirit beasts shouldn’t be treated like this."

"Without ability, unable to compete with Ji Shang and Li Chonghuan, you didn’t manage to seize a few little dragons, taking it out on you."

The young Taoist waved a hand, breaking the chains on Evil Exorcism.

"In the future, if you’re hungry, venture down the mountain to find food yourself."

"Still, don’t eat the Spiritual Medicine from the Medicine Garden."

The Heavenly Master Mansion, as such a Great Sect, reared spirit beasts using a free-roaming approach.

For they were never worried that spirit beasts might flee.

If one ran away, exterminating a clan was no significant concern for the Heavenly Master Mansion.

Evil Exorcism said, "Evil Exorcism remembers."

The young Taoist was slightly surprised, "Evil Exorcism? In the Sea Clan monster realm, who could produce such a name?"

Evil Exorcism said, "I picked it from reading books!"

The young Taoist said, "Quite fitting indeed."

Afterward, the young Taoist stood up, ascending the stairs of the Heavenly Master Mansion.

Walking three steps, the young Taoist turned back, saying, "Since you’ve already opened your wings, don’t hide it. It’s not a bad thing."

"It’s merely regression to ancestral form, the Heavenly Master Mansion wouldn’t be overly shocked."

He continued up the mountain, and shortly after, Evil Exorcism heard deafening cheers emanating from the mountain, "We welcome the Little Heavenly Master’s return from travel!"

Watching the jubilant scene from below, Evil Exorcism lowered its gaze to the chains at its feet, feeling detached from it all.

Joy and celebration belonged to others, distant and remote.

It was merely a Little Pixiu guarding the mountain gate.

The Little Pixiu stood silently for a long time, then trotted down the mountain.

Even though it was just a spirit beast, it bore the name Evil Exorcism.