The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu-Chapter 422: Little White Awakens

"You’re courting death! How dare you steal from your Grandpa Monkey?"

Seeing a group of Gu Kings charging toward him with bloodshot eyes, Qi Chi spun the Prison Heaven Staff in his hand and swung it in a sweeping arc.

This Prison Heaven Staff, which had endured heavenly lighting tribulation, seemed to defy the heavens by effortlessly altering its weight. With a single strike, it carried the weight of ten thousand jun.

The spiritual weapons that clashed with it shattered instantly, while those wielding them felt their hands go numb, blood seeping from their palms. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

After demolishing a swath of spiritual weapons, the Prison Heaven Staff did not lose its momentum. One unfortunate Gu King who failed to dodge in time had his head smashed open, dying miserably on the spot.

The power of a divine weapon was not something mere spiritual weapons could resist. With a few more swings, every spiritual weapon that came into contact with it turned into scrap metal, losing its radiance. From time to time, another Gu King would have their skull crushed, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

In just a few strikes, the Gu Kings were so terrified that their souls trembled. They quickly retreated, hoping to avoid the divine weapon’s deadly edge.

Having witnessed the horrifying might of the divine weapon firsthand, the Gu Kings were filled with fear, no longer daring to approach recklessly.

However, the sheer power of the divine weapon only made them even more covetous.

Taking advantage of the Gu Kings' temporary retreat, Qi Chi coughed up a mouthful of blood. Clearly, wielding the staff with such force had aggravated his injuries.

Sweeping his gaze over the surrounding Gu Kings who were slowly encircling him, he knew he could not afford to engage in a prolonged battle. He swung his staff again, targeting the right flank.

The Gu Kings to the right turned pale and scattered to avoid the blow. Seizing the opening, Qi Chi carried the Prison Heaven Staff on his shoulder and fled.

"Leave the divine weapon behind! We can’t let him escape!"

Seeing that Qi Chi was severely wounded, the Gu Kings refused to let their prize slip away. They immediately gave chase.

...

Outside the city, Wang An’s face darkened when he saw that the champion of the competition was actually a spirit beast. An idea struck him, and he loudly declared, "Unbelievable! An outsider has infiltrated our ranks!"

"How can a non-human participate in a human refining competition? This round is invalid!"

His sharp gaze then turned to the Great Elder of the Artifact Sect, his tone dripping with malice. "You have some nerve—colluding with outsiders and even passing down humanity’s precious artifact-refining techniques to them!"

"You are a traitor to the human race! Guards! Seize this traitor and await further judgment!"

With a furious shout from Wang An, several Gu cultivators from the Wang Clan immediately rushed forward, violently restraining the master and disciple pair.

The Great Elder of the Artifact Sect sighed, lowering his head without a word. Beside him, the young girl’s face turned pale with fear, but she stubbornly refused to plead for mercy.

"Hmph!"

Watching them being taken away, Wang An let out a cold snort. The major sects within the Radiant Moon Empire had long been beyond the royal family's control. He had been looking for an excuse to eliminate them.

Now, by accusing the Artifact Sect of treason, he could use this as justification to wipe them out in broad daylight.

Wang An's eyes gleamed with murderous intent. It was clear that he had no intention of stopping at just the two captives—his goal was to eradicate the entire Artifact Sect.

...

Two months later, at Thunder Swamp, on the main island within the Heaven-Devouring World's Toad Belly.

Long Xuan grabbed Little White by the scruff of the neck and pulled him out of a wine jar, sneering. "You still want a refill? Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you were just pretending to be asleep?"

"Since you've already completed your metamorphosis, stop wasting my fine wine. Do you have any idea how expensive it is?"

He tossed Little White aside and peered into the wine jar, his face contorting in pain when he saw only a thin layer of wine left.

Damn it! There was barely anything left—hardly enough for a single sip.

The World Tree fruits he had were limited to only three, and for a long time, he could only brew a limited amount of Grand Thousand Wine. Every drop used was a drop lost.

Such heaven-defying wine obviously couldn't be restored by mere Gu techniques.

The meager amount left in the jar was his only remaining supply. He also had no idea how much the River God would require as a sacrificial offering. Would this tiny bit even be enough?

With a sigh, Long Xuan retrieved a gourd and carefully stored the remaining wine.

This gourd was from the Seven-Colored Gourd Vine, a heavenly-grade spiritual herb. Any wine stored within it would rapidly increase in age, and its space was exceptionally vast—a truly rare and heaven-defying treasure, perfect for preserving his divine wines.

After obtaining the gourd vine’s seed at the alchemist trade fair in Phoenix Heaven Empire, he had dedicated all his Medicinal Gu to accelerating its growth.

Under normal circumstances, such seeds were notoriously difficult to sprout, but with the meticulous care of his Medicinal Gu, they took root and flourished effortlessly.

After much effort, he had finally managed to mature the vine. However, time was still a factor—only one of the seven gourds had fully matured, which he harvested immediately.

The remaining six still needed more time to ripen completely.

Having stored the wine, Long Xuan hesitated for a moment before resisting the urge to take a sip.

After all, it was Little White’s bathwater. Who knew if the little creature had peed in it?

...

"Little friend, are you there? I've run out of Spirit-Enhancing Pills and need to borrow more. Once I regain my peak Gu King cultivation, I will return them to you with interest."

At that moment, Long Xuan vaguely heard the voice of Shui Lao outside. A sly smile crept onto his lips.

This old man hadn’t even touched the pills he had borrowed last time. Did he really think he could fool Long Xuan?

And now he dared to come back for more? Was he trying to keep up appearances, to sell the illusion completely?

Long Xuan chuckled inwardly. This old man was overly cautious—how did someone so paranoid end up being schemed against and nearly killed?

If he had any other choice, Long Xuan wouldn’t want to work with such a shrewd old monster.

But he needed to fully restore the Nine-Yuan Heavy Water. If he didn’t reclaim all the divided portions, it would always remain incomplete. Once he reached the highest cultivation realm, the weakest strand of Heavy Water would no longer match his strength.

Completing the Nine-Yuan Heavy Water was a necessity.

To seize the Second-Yuan Heavy Water from Shui Wuqing, he had no choice but to collaborate with this old monster—to play with a tiger while watching his own back.

Finally, Long Xuan stepped out of the world within the Heaven-Devouring World Toad’s body.

Emerging from the cave, he saw Shui Lao waiting outside and couldn't help but feel astonished.

In just half a year, this old man had advanced all the way to the Spiritual Sea Realm?!

How was he cultivating? Could the original owner of this body have had such monstrous talent?

Clicking his tongue in wonder, Long Xuan tossed an old storage bag over and said, "All the pills are in here. They're freshly refined—use them sparingly."

Shui Lao caught the bag, peeked inside, and immediately feigned joy.

"More than enough! These pills will restore me to the peak of the Spiritual Sea Realm. I won't forget this favor."

With a satisfied smile, he cupped his hands toward Long Xuan in gratitude before retreating to his cave.