Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

Gu Zhixuan glared at Feng Xian, then stared at Gu Qing and said.

"That's all. I'll give you an explanation."

Before Gu Qing could speak, Feng Xian flew over with a smirk.

"What's there to explain? He betrayed his master and ancestors, so what's wrong with beating him up?"

"How dare you say that!"

Gu Zhixuan's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice.

"The people of the Twelve Immortal Sects are all watching. You are, after all, the Second Ancestor of Baiyue. Hurry up and leave."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xian made some harsh remarks to Gu Qing.

"You just wait..."

A major battle was stopped by Gu Zhixuan before it ended. Seeing the main character leave, Gu Qing finally grimaced, his face really hurting. That old bastard had no sportsmanship and had hit him in the face.

She must be jealous that he's more handsome.

"You...you!"

Gu Zhixuan sighed and explained to him.

"Senior Brother Feng didn't use his full strength. He knows he's in the wrong, but your words put him in an awkward position, so—"

"I know."

Feng Xian was, after all, the fourth-ranked fifth-grade expert of the human race, whose realm was much higher than Gu Qing's, so he was definitely stronger than him.

He didn't use any of the great supernatural powers passed down from the Immortal Lord of Baiyue, but instead fought him with his physical body.

He could tell that I wasn't using my full strength!

But despite saying it, he held a grudge.

"I am not yet old; when I am old, things will change."

Koji Gen: (o_0)
A mouthful of grumble was stuck in my throat, I had to get it out. I'm over 300 years old, what's with all this talk about being strong?

Wait a minute—compared to the ten thousand years of lifespan of a fifth-grade Dao Lord, Gu Qing is indeed not yet an adult, only three years old? Upon realizing this, Gu Zhixuan felt even more pain in his heart!

"Gu is three years old."

“Tai, why do you call me that?”

"You're asking for it, get out of here!"

The farce came to an end, and Gu Qing made up his mind that he would fight this battle again later and make Feng Lao Er know what the iron fist of justice was.

Since Gu Laosan wanted to return to the Heavenly Mystery Hall, he simply went to the Void Hall in Kunlun Mountain and took the teleportation array back. Gu Qing thought about it and joined him.

Without waiting for the other party to ask a question.

“I went to investigate on behalf of Qinggong. If Immortal Lord Da Meng is the one who cares most about the ascension passage, then I am the second most concerned. Sooner or later, I will have to face this issue.”

Gu Zhixuan's eyebrows twitched, unable to utter a rebuttal. Gu Sansui's talent was hailed as being among the top three in history, a reputation recognized throughout the four seas and eight wastelands, demonstrating the immense influence he wielded.

"Then come with us to the Burial Valley. Remember to stay close to me."

"it is good."

Tianji Palace.

With the return of the two, many people showed friendly smiles, especially Pei Daojun, whose words revealed how powerful the Zhurong inheritance of Flame Mountain was, as well as the inheritance left by the Flame Immortal Lord.

It is very suitable for Gu Qing to study.

This was an attempt to poach their talent. Before the two could say anything more, Pei Tianyi was driven away by Gu Zhixuan.

Hmph—

"Alright, let's get going as soon as possible."

As soon as the Golden Mother Yuanjun gave the order, thirteen people, including Gu Qing, set off, their destination being the [Burial Valley] near the Western Wilderness Region - the Savage Zone.

Although the Wilderness Zone is a place devoid of spiritual energy, the wild beasts within it are valuable treasures, producing a wealth of items for body refinement, and the Wild Treasures are rare gems of heaven and earth.

It is the main area for sixth-rank cultivators to explore.

Within some of the wider, desolate regions, there exist immortal beings comparable to fifth-rank Dao Lords, similar to Netherworld Lords, but even rarer, and almost never leaving the desolate regions. The Burial Valley where demon immortals ascend, in theory, should be bathed in the guiding light of the True Immortal Realm, enough to alter the spiritual energy of the surrounding ten thousand miles. Even if the original spirit vein was only a ninth-rank, it could be forcibly elevated to a super spirit vein of sixth to fifth rank.

Burial Valley, however, remained unchanged due to its wild and untamed nature.

To some extent, the secrets contained in the Wilderness Belt surpass the power of the Immortal Light to change the world, and are even higher than the power level of a Fourth-Rank Immortal Lord in the Cangwu Realm.

This journey is somewhat dangerous. Almost everyone believes that the demon immortal's choice to ascend to the Burial Valley must be related to the Wilderness Zone.

The ascension path is also governed by rules defined by true immortals.

It would be very difficult for those who ascend from the lower realms to do anything; it seems that borrowing power is the only option. The demon immortals must have discovered some secret in the desolate wilderness.

A few days later, a group of thirteen people arrived.

———[Burial Valley]

"This is the Burial Valley... Why is there not a single person here? Wasn't it said that the followers of the demon immortals had lived here for generations?"

Five or six black mountains cluster together, covered with burial mounds. The plain and canyon in the middle is the main part of the burial valley, with pavilions, towers and magnificent palaces built on the open ground.

In the very center is a plaza with a Flying Immortal Platform, the very spot where the immortal demon once ascended to heaven. Later generations built the Flying Immortal Platform for sacrificial purposes.

Even if the Burial Valley wasn't a bustling metropolis, it should still have tens of thousands of inhabitants. But now, the buildings are dilapidated and covered in dust, cobwebs are everywhere, the steps are covered in moss, and weeds crowd the open spaces.

"how so?!!"

No one dared to land rashly; instead, they all turned their gazes toward the Golden Mother Goddess, a beautiful woman with white hair, whose delicate brows were also furrowed.

"Judging from the dilapidated state of this place, it must have been there for at least several hundred years; even the beams and pillars are rotten."

Someone chimed in.

"The problem is that a few months ago, a monk flew over the Burial Valley and saw people moving around inside."

"Could it be an illusion? Was Burial Valley destroyed long ago?"

"Not necessarily. Has any cultivator entered the Burial Valley in the past few hundred years?" After a long silence, someone finally spoke up when asked Jinmu Yuanjun's question.

"Among the followers of the demon immortal, there are humans, demons, and half-demons. They are not tolerated by either race and rarely have contact with the outside world, making it impossible to investigate them."

A little troublesome.

"Regardless, let's go in and take a look first."

"Let me do it."

The speaker came from the Primordial Domain - Taihe Immortal Mountain, with a cultivation level of the upper fifth rank, and was known as [Ping Sui Dao Jun].

He mastered a very rare and powerful supernatural technique.

It is called ———【The Art of Time】

With a gentle breath, countless black powdery substances whistled out, forming a spectacular scene like a black sandstorm, so large it blotted out the sky yet caused no damage.

It disappears upon contact with soil.

Before long, little figures in black hats emerged from the ground, babbling incomprehensible words.

Ping Sui Dao Jun listened intently, nodding and shaking his head at the same time, finding it quite amusing.

Gu Qing clicked his tongue in amazement. These little figures looked a lot like mushrooms, and the Daoist arts were truly interesting.

It only demonstrated its effectiveness in exploration.

After Ping Sui Dao Jun stood up, he spoke to Jin Mu Yuan Jun.

"Suijun told me that this place has been deserted for 1281 years. There is no smell of blood, and everyone disappeared suddenly, but there is the aura of wild beasts."

"Beneath the Burial Valley, there is a desolate vein that gradually devours spiritual energy to grow."

"As for the figure that was seen several months ago, it has always been the cause of this."

With a wave of his hand, Ping Sui Dao Jun conjured a small pink unicorn with wings in his palm.

"This is—the ancient Mirage Dream Beast!"

An ancient celestial being once dreamt of being chased by a small beast, finding himself with nowhere to run, neither in heaven nor on earth. He eventually discovered that it was this very beast causing the trouble. (End of Chapter)