After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 265 Eternal Life
The scholar Sui Zhen and the Lin sisters exchanged a glance. At this moment, they weren't thinking about any reward; they were just grateful that Li Musheng wouldn't come knocking on their door.

However, at this moment, the scholar Sui Zhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He squinted at the old man Wu Yong and said:
"We've only known that the sect instructed us to find the stone tablet on Fallen God Peak, but we don't know what it is or why it's so important. Could you please enlighten us, Elder Wu?"

Upon hearing this, the Lin sisters both looked at the old man, Wu Yong.

They naturally knew that Wu Yong, standing before them, should be fully aware of just how terrifying Li Musheng was.

Moreover, the other party is usually an extremely cautious person, but this reckless behavior is completely different from before, as if he has become a different person.

Of course, they could probably guess that the reason must be because of this stone tablet.

Therefore, although he was very resentful towards the other party, he was also very curious about what secrets the stone tablet held.

At this moment, when faced with the question from the scholar Sui Zhen, the old man Wu Yongming remained silent for a while.

He seemed to be hesitating whether to tell the three the secrets about the Divine Stele of Talent?
However, after glancing at the three of them, he finally nodded and said:

"In consideration of the fact that you've risked your lives with me this time, I can tell you some things, but you must promise that you will never reveal this to anyone else!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar Sui Zhen immediately nodded and said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Wu, we will definitely keep our mouths shut."

The two sisters, Lin Tang and Lin Yueru, nodded slightly, indicating that they would never leak the news.

Seeing this, the old man Wu Yong pondered for a moment, then glanced at the dark blue jade tablet on his back. His gaze suddenly became extremely fervent, and he said in a deep voice:

"This stele is called the Divine Stele of Heavenly Gift, a divine object sent down from the heavens."

"Moreover, this object has countless connections with us divine beings; to us, it is a truly supreme sacred relic!"

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across the scholar Sui Zhen's face, and he asked in confusion:
"Is it related to us divine beings? But I've never heard of such a thing existing in the world before."

The old man, Wu Yong, glanced at the other man and said coldly:
"There are many things you don't know. You only know that you are divine beings, and that each of you is born amidst extraordinary celestial phenomena, making you one in ten thousand."

“But what you don’t know is that long ago, people like us were called ‘children of gods,’ apostles of ancient gods walking among humans.”

Upon hearing this, even Lin Tang and Lin Yueru showed strange expressions. Although they had been members of the sect for some time, they were far inferior to the old man Wu Yong.

Although they knew some things about the religion, such as that the Divine Religion had a long history, it had been interrupted for a considerable period of time. It was only after an extremely powerful divine being intervened that the Divine Religion was re-established.

However, apart from that, they are not yet qualified to know some of the more secret things within the church.

Therefore, they were all very surprised when the old man Wu Yong mentioned such a secret.

The old man, Wu Yong, observed the expressions on the three men's faces and narrowed his eyes slightly as he said:
"I don't know the specific secrets of this divine monument, but I can tell you that it not only enhances our divine abilities in an unimaginable way, but also contains the secret to how we, as divine beings, can transcend our mortal bodies, ultimately become gods, ascend to heaven, and live forever."

"This……"

"Becoming a god and ascending to heaven?"

"Immortality?"

The scholar Sui Zhen and the two Lin sisters were both taken aback.

Clearly, the three of them had no idea that these divine beings possessed such an unheard-of path to advancement.

Previously, for them, in order to improve their innate divine abilities, in addition to constantly mastering the use of their own abilities and exploring the potential of their respective innate divine abilities, they also needed to improve their own divine abilities.

The only remaining way is to enhance the power of divinity and innate divine abilities through meditation.

However, this kind of improvement is relatively slow, not nearly as fast as the improvement achieved by those people on Fallen God Peak who devoured divine blood.

In fact, during the war between the Dali Tianjin Guard and Luoshen Peak, in addition to infiltrating Luoshen Peak to find the stone tablet, their other purpose was to find the Devouring God Technique.

Unfortunately, the Tianjin Guard's victory was too swift, leaving them little opportunity to search. Moreover, the old man Wu Yong stole the jade tablet, so they had no choice but to give up and flee.

At this moment, they were extremely shocked to hear the old man Wu Yong say that the Divine Stele of Talent could enhance divine talent.

But what's even more shocking is the secret it contains.

Leaving aside the illusory hope of becoming a god and ascending to heaven, immortality is something that almost everyone dreams of.

But throughout history, who in this world has ever been able to live forever?
Those martial gods who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts cannot do it, nor can the former number one in the martial arts world.

Even the Tianqi Emperor, who was hailed as one of the greatest emperors of all time, searched the world and even traveled overseas to seek immortality, but in the end, he still turned into a handful of dust.

In this world, everyone desires immortality, yet there is no such thing as immortality.

At this moment, Sui Zhen and the other two were somewhat incredulous at what the old man Wu Yong had said, and even thought that he was making things up to deceive them.

The old man, Wu Yong, seemed to see through the three men's thoughts, and sneered, saying:
"Having said all that, whether you believe it or not is up to you. But there is one more thing I can tell you: when each of you is born, no matter how far apart you are, this Divine Talent Stele will sense it. And Fallen God Peak uses this stele to find people with divine potential to kill and take their blood."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tang and the other two turned their gazes back to the stone tablet behind the old man Wu Yong, all showing expressions of surprise and doubt.

At this moment, the old man Wu Yong glanced indifferently at the three of them and said:
"Also, I advise you not to even think about trying to take the Talent God Monument. This monument is indestructible. With your strength, you can't even scratch it, let alone explore its secrets."

"It's probably only that prince who somehow managed to turn the original stone tablet into what it is now."

At this point, the old man Wu Yong's eyelids twitched.

He had discovered Li Musheng and the big black cat by chance, and then followed them in the dark to observe them, which is how he managed to confirm that the dark blue jade tablet was the stone tablet they were looking for.

After witnessing Li Musheng's ability to peel the stone tablet into the shape of a dark blue-black jade tablet, he naturally felt fear at Li's terrifying methods.

Even now, thinking about it still makes my heart flutter.

However, he quickly suppressed his thoughts and solemnly warned the three of them:
"The true secret of the Divine Stele of Talent is known only to the sect and a few elders. Even if we keep it for ourselves, it will be of no use to us. I advise you not to have any improper thoughts about it, lest you bring disaster upon yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the scholar Sui Zhen's eyes flickered slightly, and he then exchanged a glance with the Lin sisters.

"Don't worry, Elder Wu. We know our own limitations and would never do anything so unwise. We will definitely escort you and the Divine Stele of Talent back to the secret place of the sect safely."

The scholar Sui Zhen immediately cupped his hands and spoke, while the Lin sisters nodded slightly. Leaving aside the fact that they still couldn't be sure whether what the old man Wu Yong said was true or false?

Even if what the other party said is true, given their strength, they wouldn't dare to covet something that involves Li Musheng and the Divine Cult.

If you actually did that, it would be practically tantamount to suicide.

Seeing this, the old man Wu Yong narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"It's best that you know this. We have made great contributions this time, and the sect will certainly not treat you unfairly. When the sect leaders and elders decipher the secret of the Divine Stele of Talent, they will naturally not forget you."

After saying this, the old man Wu Yong said no more and continued to ride his horse at full speed.

……

In a bustling restaurant in a small town within Lanzhou, the first floor was teeming with people, while the second to fourth floors were completely full.

With the sound of a gong, an old man in a black robe stood in front of a table on a wooden platform erected below the courtyard. He raised his hand and slammed the gavel down heavily with a "smack".

"Today, I will not continue from where I left off with the 'Secret History of the Great Qi Imperial Palace,' but will instead tell you about a momentous event that has recently occurred in the martial arts world."

The old man had wrinkled face and white hair, but his voice was deep and powerful.

Despite the noise and bustle of the restaurant, his words still penetrated the floors and echoed clearly in the ears of everyone in the restaurant.

Upon hearing this, the crowd in the restaurant immediately booed.

So many of them gathered in the restaurant, spending a fortune on food and drink, just to hear about the scandalous affairs between the concubines of the Daqi royal family and the imperial physicians, princes, or guards behind the emperor's back.

The old man is not speaking today, which naturally makes everyone very unhappy.

A burly, rough-faced man sitting by the second-floor railing slammed his long sword down on the table, his fierce eyes glaring at the black-robed elder below, and roared:

"You old codger, you hit the nail on the head yesterday, scratching my itch, but you suddenly stopped talking today. Do you want to test how sharp my blade is?"

As soon as he said this, a group of people around him immediately echoed his words, while many others were simply enjoying the spectacle.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man at the next table spoke up to remind the burly man, saying:

"This storyteller is said to be quite influential and skilled in martial arts. I advise you not to provoke him to avoid getting into trouble."

Upon hearing this, the burly, rough-faced man immediately stood up, seemingly disregarding the middle-aged man's words, and said:

"Why would I be afraid of an old man like that? This is Lanzhou, the territory of Luoshen Peak. My second uncle is the manager of Luoshen Peak. You try to get him to do anything to me? Let's see if he dares to."

Upon hearing this, people upstairs and downstairs in the restaurant instinctively turned their gazes towards him, and many gradually fell silent.

Luoshen Peak is not only a top sect in the martial arts world, but also the true local tyrant of Lanzhou. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but turn pale just by hearing the name.

Upon seeing the crowd's reaction, the burly man with the rough face became even more arrogant, and with a menacing expression, he shouted at the black-robed elder on the wooden platform below:
"Say!"

"Go back to what we were saying yesterday, old man. If you dare say anything else to me, I'll chop your head off and use it as a chamber pot today!"

The moment the rough-faced man uttered those words, the entire restaurant fell silent.

Some of the martial arts practitioners, whose skills surpassed even those of the rough-faced giant, also fell silent.

They might not take the rough-faced giant seriously, but they had to be wary of the Fallen God Peak behind him. After all, no one dared to provoke such a behemoth, especially on his territory.

However, the old storyteller on the wooden platform below, facing the aggressive, rough-faced man upstairs, merely narrowed his eyes, then glanced around the restaurant before beginning to speak:

"My dear listeners, the story I am about to tell you today is related to the current Dali Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, the rough-faced man flew into a rage and roared:
"How dare you! You old fool, you're courting death!"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull the long knife from the table, but at that moment, a burst of energy flew out from nowhere and struck the rough-faced man's acupoint.

In an instant, his outstretched hand froze, and he was completely unable to move.

Meanwhile, the old man in black robes continued to speak in the rough-faced man's ear.

"Speaking of which, not long ago, the case of a fake prince who was switched twenty years ago in the Dali royal family shocked the entire martial arts world as soon as it was announced."

"As the seventh prince, who was the most promising candidate to ascend to the throne of Dali, he was imprisoned by the current emperor of Dali. His identity as a fake prince has become an indelible stain on the Dali royal family."

"After this incident, the Great Li court was in turmoil, and Emperor Yuanwu was furious. He ordered the Six Doors, the Tianjin Guard, and the Secret Intelligence Bureau to jointly investigate the case and find out the truth about the real and fake princes!"

At this point, the old storyteller slammed his gavel down suddenly, then glanced around at everyone in the tavern and asked:

"I'm sure most of you have heard about this, but does anyone know what happened next?"

By this time, many people in the restaurant had noticed the rough-faced man's unusual behavior and had vaguely guessed what was going on.
For a moment, everyone looked at the old storyteller. Many people were puzzled as to where he came from. Even knowing that the rough-faced man was related to Luoshen Peak, he still dared to make a move without restraint.

However, many people in the restaurant were drawn to the storyteller's opening remarks.

An ordinary-looking young swordsman tapped his sword and continued the storyteller's tale:
"The case of the real and fake princes has not yet been solved. The Dali court has set up the Aurora Pavilion to search for the real seventh prince who was lost among the people."

Upon hearing this, the old storyteller on the wooden platform below turned to look at the young swordsman who had spoken, and nodded, saying:

"What this young hero says is correct, but I wonder if there is anything else you have heard? Why don't you tell me as well?"

Upon hearing this, the young swordsman frowned, glanced at the old storyteller, and said:
"You old man are really something. I'm here to pay to listen to stories, not to tell stories."

However, despite saying that, he cleared his throat heavily and continued:

"As for what happened later, I heard that the remnants of the Great Qi once caused a great disturbance at the Aurora Pavilion, but it was after that that they actually found out the real Seventh Prince."

"Oh, no, he shouldn't be called the Seventh Prince now, he should be called the Eighth Prince!"

(End of this chapter)