The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu-Chapter 507: Pill Formed

With his full attention locked in, Long Xuan lost all sense of time and even forgot himself. No one knows how long had passed, when, on this day, dark clouds suddenly surged across the sky, lightning cracked, and thunder roared.

Dark clouds extended endlessly for tens of thousands of meters. The sky instantly darkened, fierce winds howled, and deafening thunder echoed endlessly.

Long Xuan was finally jolted awake by the thunder. He slowly raised his head and stared at the dense, ashen lightning within the clouds. Gradually, a look of ecstatic joy surfaced on his face.

He succeeded. Truly succeeded. That gray thunder—this was precisely the color of the eighth-ranked tribulation thunder: Life-Transformative Lightning.

“Hahaha… My Reincarnation Pill is complete! It truly triggered the Life-Transformative Lightning!"

“In the entire Gu Realm, no other alchemist can refine a pill of this grade!"

“Only me! Only I, Long Xuan! I am the number one alchemist of the Gu Realm!"

With his head raised high, Long Xuan shouted toward the sky filled with thunderclouds:

“Let the storm rage even stronger!”

Another thunderclap boomed, instantly drowning out his voice.

Meanwhile, in Luo City…

Today was the day Fairy Miaoyin (Fairy Melodic Sound) was to preach in Luo City.

During this time, her newly introduced Seven-Tone String had shocked the entire Gu Realm like an earthquake. This revelation hit the music world like thunder on a clear day and stirred countless Gu cultivators of the Sound Path.

The one who mastered the Seven-Tone String was a stunning young maiden—still of tender age, yet already an economic confidante of the Gu King. Her talent in cultivation was rarely seen in the Gu Realm, and her mastery of music was unparalleled. Thus, she was revered as Fairy Miaoyin.

Intent on spreading the Seven-Tone String, Fairy Miaoyin traveled from city to city, preaching and playing her mysterious seven-stringed zither, leaving behind scores based on the new musical path.

Musicians who acquired these scores treasured them like sacred relics, delving into them day and night—some even entering states of obsession.

As the number of musicians who mastered these compositions grew, the Seven-Tone Music Path swept through the Gu Realm with unstoppable momentum.

On the day she arrived in Luo City, the streets emptied as the entire population gathered around a specific pavilion. The crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder, not a sliver of space between them.

Everyone was immersed in the sound of the zither flowing from the upper floor. There sat a veiled beauty, gently strumming a bizarre seven-stringed instrument. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The music was melodious, the lingering notes captivating. The crowd was mesmerized, their souls seemingly drawn out. When the piece ended, the people awakened as if from a dream, erupting into thunderous applause and intense discussion.

“Beautiful! The music and the maiden—both stunning! A seven-stringed composition—so mesmerizing! Much more enchanting than the traditional five-string melodies.”

“Hah! It seems the Seven-Tone Path is the complete music system, whereas the Five-Tone Path we've practiced all these years was incomplete. Hard to believe we’ve all been misled for millennia.”

“Many of these Gu cultivators are lifelong followers of the Sound Path. To now discover their life's work was flawed... their minds must be collapsing.”

At that moment, someone in the crowd coughed up blood and collapsed.

Then, like a chain reaction, more began vomiting blood and fainting, triggering chaos. All of them shared one trait: they were cultivators of the Sound Path.

One old man, after vomiting blood, began laughing maniacally, his teeth stained crimson:

“Hahaha… I dedicated my life to music, known far and wide… and now I’m told everything I learned is wrong? Hahaha! Damn you, heavens—what a cruel joke you’ve played on me!”

People around him panicked and fled.

“Run! Another one’s gone mad!”

“Don’t mind him. Master Qin has been obsessed with music all his life. Learning his life's work was wrong pushed him into Qi Deviation.”

“Alas! Every time Fairy Miaoyin preaches, people lose their minds. It’s become routine… These poor souls—who wouldn’t go mad learning their lifelong efforts were in vain?”

Inside the pavilion, Qin Mingyue looked at the chaos outside and sighed.

She had not wished for this outcome. She knew revealing the Seven-Tone Path would drive many old masters insane, but there was no other way.

“For an era to progress, the outdated must be discarded. Some must become sacrifices.”

She gently touched the zither strings and called out:

“Next, I shall perform my favorite piece among the seven-stringed compositions—‘Ambush from Ten Sides.’ I ask everyone to be quiet.”

As the last petal fell, the chaotic crowd suddenly silenced. All eyes were fixed on the pavilion, eagerly awaiting the next song.

Zheng—!

A note rang out, making everyone’s scalp tingle. They fell into a trance, entirely absorbed by the music.

Just as all were immersed, the sky changed.

The once-clear sky turned pitch-black with thunder rolling across. A terrifying crack tore open space above Luo City—within the tear, an endless darkness loomed.

A tremendous suction emerged from the spatial rift, threatening to pull everyone into it.

“What’s happening?!”

“It’s bad! Run!”

The Gu King quickly escaped the city, but low-realm cultivators were crushed together in panic, unable to flee. A stampede erupted.

Just when despair set in for those trapped inside, a giant slender hand reached out from the rift.

Under terrified gazes, the hand extended rapidly, bypassing all others, reaching for a single person—Qin Mingyue.

Sensing the incoming hand, she turned pale. She tried to flee, but discovered her spiritual energy was sealed—she couldn’t use any of her abilities.

With the hand drawing closer, she closed her eyes in despair.

Before everyone's shocked eyes, the hand grasped Fairy Miaoyin and pulled back into the rift.

As the hand disappeared, the spatial tear sealed up, and all anomalies vanished.

Sunlight returned. Clear skies once again hung over Luo City. Everything returned to normal—as if nothing had ever happened.

Everyone stood dumbfounded in silence.

“What just happened? A giant hand from a rift took Fairy Miaoyin?!”

“Who can control spatial force like that? They must have the power to shatter space, a realm far above the Gu King!”

One person made a bold conjecture:

“The hand was missing its pinky finger. It reminds me of a terrifying figure from ancient times: the Nine-Fingered Zither Demon.”

“She was the founder of the Five-String Path, creator of the first zither, and revered as the mother of music. Without her, we wouldn't even know what a zither is today.”

Everyone gasped. Though the identity couldn’t be confirmed, the guess was terrifying.

“Did the Zither Ancestor grow furious at seeing her own path overturned and come to destroy the Seven-Tone Path?”

Someone countered:

“If she meant harm, she’d have killed Fairy Miaoyin on the spot, not taken her away.”

“Maybe this is a blessing. Perhaps Fairy Miaoyin has become her personal disciple, even ascended to a higher world.”

“If that’s true, she’s no longer trapped in the Gu Realm. She’s soared to the heavens, while we remain caged in this prison.”

Many watched the sky with envy and awe.

In the Gu World, it was considered a massive prison that no one could ever escape. Those trapped here would forever be stuck at the peak of the Gu King realm. No matter how talented, there was no possibility of breaking through to a higher realm—the Gu King peak was the absolute limit of this world.

Now that Fairy Miaoyin had most likely ascended into a higher realm, where she could meet the conditions to break through to even greater cultivation levels—possibly even pursue eternal life—how could he not feel envy?

“Enough! That’s just your speculation. We can’t even be sure if the one who took Fairy Miaoyin was really the Nine-Fingered Zither Demon. Let’s all disperse for now.”

“Even though Fairy Miaoyin was taken, she had already spread her teachings across many places, leaving behind the legacy of the Seven-String Zither. Even without her, the Seven-String Zither can still flourish in this world. The elimination of the Five-Tone musical system is only a matter of time.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, chatted briefly, and slowly dispersed.

However, the events of the day quickly spread far and wide.

After all, the one who took Qin Mingyue might have been the founder of the Zither Dao—a fact that would naturally draw universal attention.

At this moment, Long Xuan suddenly woke up from a dream, sitting up straight and gasping heavily.

The Life-Transformative Lightning was simply too terrifying. Even though the Tribulation Gu managed to forcibly withstand the lightning, it was now severely injured—barely clinging to life.

Long Xuan himself had also suffered heavy injuries to protect the pill cauldron, struck head-on by the lightning. If not for the Water Bear Gu, he would already be dead. After all, the power of the Life-Transformative Lightning was not something he could endure.

But disaster often comes with fortune. Although gravely injured, this incident also brought benefits.

In his near-death state, he triggered the evolution conditions for the Water Bear Gu. Its condition for metamorphosis was precisely “rebirth after destruction,” and Long Xuan now perfectly met that requirement.

Once the Water Bear Gu awakens, it will evolve into a Variant Gu—a blessing in disguise, truly a case of “Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.”

Severely wounded, Long Xuan didn’t even feel like moving a finger. He lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he saw Qin Mingyue playing the zither for an old woman.

Qin Mingyue trembled before the old woman, clearly afraid, acting cautiously and carefully, not daring to offend.

The old woman sat with her head resting on one hand, her face full of delight and intoxicated admiration, deeply engrossed in the melody of the Seven-String Zither.

Seeing this, Long Xuan was instantly furious.

Unbelievable! How dare she make my beloved treasure play for her? Who does she think she is? Did she get my permission? Outrageous!

Long Xuan got up, deep in thought.

He rarely dreamt, and such dreams often felt like omens. Could something really have happened to Qin Mingyue?

He didn’t dare waste any more time recovering—he prepared to set off immediately to find her as fast as possible.

At the pill Cauldron, he struck the side heavily with his right palm. The furnace lid shot high into the air.

At that moment, three pills glowing with a white halo flew out. Long Xuan quickly caught them with a swift hand.

Opening his palm, he saw three round white pills and smiled slightly.

“These are the Reincarnation Pills, capable of letting one reincarnate with memories intact. The appearance is indeed extraordinary, exuding divine charm. To think I successfully made three, with only one waste pill.”

“Pity… Though Reincarnation Pills are defiant of the heavens, they’re of little use to me. I don’t see myself in a situation where I need to enter reincarnation. There's no danger in the world that could kill me.”

With a confident smile, he stored the three pills separately in three pill vials and reached once more into the furnace.

Soon, he pulled out a black pill.

This was the waste product of the Reincarnation Pill—a poison pill.

Even with his masterful pill-making skills, the Reincarnation Pill was just too difficult. One mistake created this poisonous by-product; ideally, there should’ve been four pills.

But again, misfortune breeds fortune. Having one fewer Reincarnation Pill might not be a bad thing—it could turn out to be a great opportunity.

All waste pills are poison pills, and the Reincarnation Pill, being so heavenly-defying, surely produced an extremely toxic variant.

This could very well become the evolution material for the Disaster Poison Gu.

Given that the Reincarnation Pill’s attribute is “reincarnation,” the poison pill would naturally carry some reincarnation force as well.

Long Xuan suddenly had an idea—and his eyes began to glow with excitement.

What if I use this toxic waste pill and combine it with other deadly poisons to create a supreme poison?

This new poison, infused with reincarnation force, would be called Reincarnation Poison.

Its unique trait: it could reincarnate endlessly within the human body. Even if the strongest antidote purged the poison once, the Reincarnation Poison would cycle back and reappear in the body.

It would stay with the host for life, unaffected by any known antidote—a truly unsolvable poison.

The thought of such terrifying poison made chills run down Long Xuan’s spine. Even he was shocked by his own idea.

Undoubtedly, the Reincarnation Poison would be terrifying enough to evolve the Disaster Poison Gu.

It’s no exaggeration to say—if successfully created, it would rank in the top ten poisons of the Gu World, maybe even the top three.

Once Reincarnation Poison is developed, it would be a world-shaking invention—anyone poisoned would be doomed to die.

Long Xuan immediately decided: his next task was to research the formula for the Reincarnation Poison. The next Gu insect he would upgrade would be the Disaster Poison Gu.

Clenching his fist, he stored the pill furnace and departed the area at top speed.

Half a month later — Luo City

It wasn’t hard to gather information about Qin Mingyue. After learning of her whereabouts in the city, Long Xuan frowned.

Qin Mingyue had been taken away by a powerhouse who shattered the void, something he hadn’t anticipated.

“Nine-Fingered Zither Demon... could it really be her?”

On the street, Long Xuan muttered softly and took out a dazzling Go piece.

This Go piece represented a destiny bond between him and Qin Mingyue—they would share fortune and misfortune.

Since the piece was still glowing, it meant that she was alive and safe.

And its radiance was so intense, it indicated that she was not only alive but thriving.

The brightness of the piece directly correlated to her state—the better she was doing, the brighter it shone.

Long Xuan toyed with the piece in his hand. He realized that the more previous-life music he had taught Qin Mingyue, the brighter the piece glowed. He had long foreseen that she would encounter a great opportunity after leaving the desolate island.

Could that opportunity be this?

If she had truly entered a broader world and was accepted as a disciple by the Zither Ancestor, then this wasn't just an opportunity—it was a complete change of fate. Her potential future accomplishments would be limitless.

Taking a deep breath, Long Xuan realized that this event had already been foreshadowed on the island. It was all due to the ancient zither scores he had given her—music that did not belong to this world. It was ultimately his fault.

Qin Mingyue had been taken because of those forbidden zither scores. If he hadn’t taught her so many classic pieces from his previous life, this wouldn’t have happened.

But based on the brightness of this piece, not only was she safe—her future was even greater than he had imagined. There was no need to worry anymore.

Long Xuan took a deep breath and finally let go of his concern.