Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Back in the cave, the light barrier of the isolation formation quietly closed behind them.

The identity token of Moyun Valley lay quietly in Chen Xu's palm.

The front of the token features the unique vortex emblem of Moyun Valley, with intricate dark patterns engraved along the edges.

He released a wisp of his divine sense, slowly scanning every inch of the token.

"It is indeed a token from Moyun Valley..." Chen Xu pondered, his brows furrowing slightly.

"But who exactly is Li Yuan, that he could so easily obtain this item..."

Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the token itself did he put it back into his storage bag.

Afterwards, Chen Xu returned to the cultivation room and practiced the Thousand Swords Technique for a while.

Over the past year, he has devoted most of his energy to this technique. However, this sword technique is not what Chen Xu thought, which allows him to control a thousand flying swords at the same time.

Instead, he infused his divine sense into the spirit sword, creating the phantom images of a thousand flying swords.

Therefore, to be precise, this "Thousand Swords Manual" is still a technique for attacking with spiritual senses.

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The next day, Chen Xu left Hansong Sect early in the morning, riding his flying leaf magic weapon and speeding towards Silver Moon Market.

Seven days later, Silver Moon Market.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the cold river a crimson gold.

As dusk settles over the riverside pavilion, its lights reflect on the shimmering water, enhancing its vibrant atmosphere.

Just like last time, Chen Xu sat in the corner of the small tavern across the street, a straw hat covering most of his face, his aura concealed.

However, this time, he secretly set up a small array around him, so even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator deliberately tried to investigate, it would be difficult to see through his true cultivation level and actions.

As darkness fell, two figures appeared at the end of the long street.

The leader was a burly man, none other than Wang Tiezhu, who had successfully completed his foundation building.

Although he tried his best to conceal his aura, the powerful pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator still faintly spread out.

The sight caused all the low-level cultivators passing by to change their expressions slightly, instinctively making way for them and not daring to look directly at them.

Half a step to his side, Lin Miaoyin was still wearing an elegant white dress, exuding a gentle and graceful temperament.

His aura was still at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before he reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

After Wang Tiezhu and Lin Miaoyin entered Linjiang Gate, Chen Xu sat quietly in a corner of the tavern for half an hour.

Subsequently, the banners that had been covering the corner of the tavern were quietly withdrawn.

Then, he stood up, took off his straw hat, and strode towards the Linjiang Tower.

After giving his number, Chen Xu was led into a private room by the waiter.

The moment the door opened, Wang Tiezhu stood up, a hearty smile spreading across his face:

"Junior Brother Chen! You've finally arrived!"

Lin Miaoyin also rose gracefully and bowed to Chen Xu, saying, "Senior Brother Chen, how have you been?"

Chen Xu smiled faintly, stepped into the private room, and bowed to the two of them, saying:

"Senior Wang, Fellow Daoist Lin, it's been a long time."

"Congratulations, Senior Wang, on the initial formation of your Great Dao and the successful establishment of your foundation!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tiezhu feigned displeasure: "Why call me 'senior'? What kind of relationship do we have? Just call me 'senior brother'!"

Inside the private room, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

After the three of them sat down, they exchanged pleasantries.

Since achieving his foundation, Wang Tiezhu has been full of vigor and his speech has become noticeably more frequent.

"Come on, Junior Brother Chen, Junior Sister Lin, don't just sit there, let's drink!"

Wang Tiezhu enthusiastically poured spirit wine for Chen Xu and Lin Miaoyin, then picked up his own cup and drank it all in one gulp.

After a few cups of spiritual wine, he couldn't contain his joy at successfully establishing his foundation, and uttered something astonishing:

"Junior Brother Chen, you don't know this, but I was able to successfully establish my foundation entirely thanks to Xiao Mei."

Chen Xu asked in confusion, "Why do you say that, Senior Brother?"

Wang Tiezhu put down his wine glass and continued, "Last year, my Xiaomei gave birth to twins, both boys."

Even with Chen Xu's usual calm demeanor, he could not hide his astonishment at this moment.

He subconsciously did a mental calculation.

Wang Tiezhu already had five children, and now he has two more, so wouldn't that make him... seven children?

They could even make a movie about Calabash Brothers...

Wang Tiezhu ignored Chen Xu's surprised gaze and continued speaking to himself:

"When the Han family found out, they were overjoyed. The patriarch immediately rewarded Xiaomei and me with a Foundation Establishment Pill!"

"Guess what? After I took that Foundation Establishment Pill, I never thought I would succeed."

"I never expected that I would actually succeed in establishing my foundation in one fell swoop!"

Chen Xu: "..."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar senior brother in front of him, he felt a sense of absurdity welling up in his heart.

Building a foundation through childbirth? That's... way too wild!

Chen Xu is now starting to wonder if Wang Tiezhu has somehow acquired some kind of "many children, many blessings" system.

Not only is this unconventional, but the luck involved is also incredibly bizarre.

With four spiritual roots, he successfully established his foundation with just one Foundation Establishment Pill. Who would believe that?

But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

Chen Xu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, before finally escalating into an exclamation: "Senior Brother Wang, you... truly have profound good fortune."

He paused, somewhat curious, "And after Foundation Establishment, what about the Han family...?"

"That goes without saying!" Wang Tiezhu slammed his hand on the table, and a trace of the pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was inadvertently revealed once again.

"Sigh...ever since I've had so many kids, I've become more assertive."

"Now that I've become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, my words carry much more weight in the Han family, and I have more resources than before."

"Those former arrogant cronies now have to address me respectfully as Elder Wang or Senior Wang."

Seeing Wang Tiezhu's excited expression, Lin Miaoyin covered her mouth and chuckled, "Senior Brother Wang has worked tirelessly to expand the Han family's lineage, and now that he has successfully established his foundation, it is only natural that his status has been elevated."

"The Han family is currently in a difficult situation, and the continuation of the bloodline is of paramount importance."

After several rounds of drinks, perhaps because Wang Tiezhu had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his status in the Han family rose accordingly.

This time, no one came to the gathering with any mission, and the atmosphere was unusually relaxed.

Wang Tiezhu patted Chen Xu on the shoulder, showing no airs of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and talked animatedly about the funny stories of his seven children.

Lin Miaoyin listened quietly to the sound, occasionally covering her mouth and chuckling softly, her eyes filled with genuine laughter, no longer the polite one.

Chen Xu's tense nerves relaxed a bit, and he briefly mentioned his recent situation at Hansong Sect.

At this moment, Chen Xu put down his wine cup, looked at Wang Tiezhu, and said:

"Speaking of which, there's something I've always been curious about."

"Since the Han family has already submitted to Moyun Valley, why is Han Feng still able to change his name and remain safely within the Hansong Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the relaxed atmosphere in the private room instantly froze.

Wang Tiezhu's smile froze instantly. He subconsciously looked at Lin Miaoyin, whose face also looked somewhat unnatural.

Then, Wang Tiezhu scratched his head, remained silent for a while, and then said helplessly:

"Alas! Junior Brother Chen, this matter... is of great importance. Junior Sister Lin and I have both sworn a solemn oath never to reveal it to anyone else."

Lin Miaoyin spoke softly at the right moment, her voice tinged with apology: "We have indeed made a vow against our inner demons, please understand, Senior Brother Chen."

Wang Tiezhu suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice and said, "However... if Junior Brother Chen really wants to know the reason, he might as well go and ask Han Feng directly."

"Han Feng is the only son of the Han family patriarch. He probably knows more about the inside story than Lin Shimei and I do."