Chapter 467
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Chapter 467: The Secrets of Heaven
From the perspective of the young master of Long Life Gate.
The ancient cultivators of the immortal path were like fish in this sea.
The immortal path was a method of achieving long life from the past.
This road is not wrong; since ancient times, there have been cultivators who ascended to become immortals. Even someone as strong as the young master has not yet reached the end of the immortal path.
It is just that in this present age of declining spiritual energy, this path has become blocked.
To him, the immortal path and martial arts might be different methods of achieving long life in different times.
"Master," the leader of the Long Life Gatesect hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"Although we did not succeed this time, we have learned the truth about Qiao Shuangtu."
"This person practices the Xue family’s Blood Origin Skill and the Qiao family’s Long Life Fist, combining the strengths of both families, but clearly has developed these two martial arts into a completely new and refined level."
"His martial arts have already reached an astonishing level." The leader of the Long Life Gatesect spoke with a hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Before, there were rumors saying he was the new martial arts leader in the world, but now it seems that even a Soul Changing cultivator cannot handle him… I’m afraid there is no one more dangerous than him in this world."
"Practicing two families’ martial arts and being a martial arts leader…" the young master exclaimed, "Even when my Long Life Gate spread martial arts and planted the seeds, I never expected that one day, such a ripe martial fruit would appear in this world."
"The master is right, but—"
The leader of Long Life Gate hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
Actually, this time when he entered the Cave Heaven Small World, it was not just to apologize.
After personally dealing with Qiao Mu, a huge question arose in his mind, making him anxious to get an answer from the master at the door.
"But that Qiao Shuangtu might not be a ripe fruit, but rather an ancient fruit that has gained intelligence and can bite."
The leader of Long Life Gate clearly showed hesitation on his face.
Long Life Fist comes from Long Life Gate, and they naturally have a special "Body Appraisal Technique" that can estimate the real age of a Long Life Fist practitioner, like counting the rings of a tree. This can be considered a small little advantage.
"Are you saying that Qiao Shuangtu is over ten thousand years old?" The young master showed a clear sign of being moved.
"This is not reasonable."
"If the martial arts in the human world have discovered a new path to immortality, how could a martial artist that is ten thousand years old suddenly appear?"
Seeing the young master’s reaction, the leader of the Long Life Gatesect felt a bit relieved.
He continued:
"There is even stranger news. I used the body appraisal technique to calculate that Qiao Shuangtu seems to…"
"He seems to already have at least ten thousand years of foundation in Long Life Fist… In other words, he must have started practicing Long Life Fist ten thousand years ago."
The usually calm young master showed obvious hesitation this time.
"It’s absolutely impossible!" The young master frowned and said.
"Ten thousand years to start practicing Long Life Fist? That’s just ridiculous. Where would Long Life Fist come from ten thousand years ago? In a dream?"
"So, if you say that, am I the founder and he is the founder?"
"I actually hope Qiao Shuangtu is another founder in this Cave Heaven Small World," the leader of Long Life Gatesect sighed to himself.
This Long Life Fist was created by this young founder in the Cave Heaven Small World.
It spread to the outside world and formed the Qiao Family in Heyang City, Nan Province, probably hundreds to nearly a thousand years ago.
But after saying this, the young founder also fell into deep thought.
In front of him was indeed the current leader of the Immortal Sect, the Soul Changing Taoist Lord, one of the strongest cultivators in the world today.
There is no way he could be mistaken.
So, what exactly is the situation with Qiao Shuangtu?
"The ten-thousand-year-old ancestor of the Qiao family? That’s quite interesting…"
The young master felt a sudden surge of interest in Qiao Mu.
Before, he had only instructed the sect leader to gather fruits and capture one or two members of the Qiao family to investigate their bodies and take away their skills.
But now, he truly became interested in Qiao Shuangtu.
"It’s a pity… that I can’t leave this Cave Heaven Small World." The young master’s gaze gradually deepened.
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Southeast Province.
In the Cave Heaven Small World of the Soul Predicting Path.
"Patriarch Tianshu is truly thoughtful and plans carefully."
The leader of the Soul Predicting Path felt deep admiration from the heart.
In front of him was the Supreme Elder, known as Tianshu.
Supreme Elder Tianshu was an unremarkable, thin old man, who looked neither wise nor dignified.
Although the Soul Predicting Path stayed hidden, they were not blind to the outside world.
He naturally understood the turmoil coming from Nan Province very clearly.
The defeat of the five Great Immortal Gates, with two Taoist Lords dead and one injured, was a result no one could have predicted.
This was a massive shock that swept through the entire cultivation world, and even though the Soul Predicting Path remained hidden, it stirred deep emotions within them.
Inside, there was also a strong feeling of lingering fear.
The cultivators of the Soul Predicting Path were skilled at predicting fortunes, often good at seeking out fortune and avoiding misfortune, rather than fighting.
If they do not listen to the Supreme Elder’s advice to stay hidden and instead join the other five Immortal Gates to attack the Qiao family, the outcome may not change much.
Thinking of this, the sect leader felt even more trust in Patriarch Tianshu.
"Don’t flatter me, what do I know?" said Patriarch Tianshu, who looked like a small old man.
"If I were right about everything, then the Soul Predicting Path should be in Zhong Province, at the top of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates."
"I am not predicting a member of the Qiao family but the chance to become immortal; I just happen to avoid this matter."
"The chance to become immortal is near, so we must avoid any unexpected troubles."
Even someone as powerful as the Supreme Elder cannot see the future clearly.
If you can see the future, that is not called divination; it is called being enlightened.
This made the Soul Predicting Path’s sect leader slightly stunned.
"Is this chance of becoming immortal not related to the chaos caused by the Qiao family members in the mortal world?"
"Do you really think I can figure everything out? Who am I supposed to ask?" Tianshu said irritably.
"But according to what the disciple knows…" The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect’s sleeve flickered.
A pale pink spirit herb flew from his hand, floating three inches above his palm and emitting a soft glow.
"This Nine-Leaf Herb was picked from the Medicinal Valley Secret Realm of our sect. It usually grows only up to seven leaves, but today it has grown a ninth leaf, making it a top-grade herb."
The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect said.
Each major Immortal Gate has a place rich in spiritual energy for growing herbs, usually located in famous mountains and rivers.
The Nine-Leaf Herb is not an extraordinary spirit herb; it is simply a type that is particularly sensitive to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
In the Medicinal Valley of the Immortal Gate, herbs can grow only up to seven leaves due to the limitations of the environment after the great change in heaven and earth and the decline of spiritual energy.
However, it has now quietly broken through this limit, growing the eighth leaf, the ninth leaf…
"Master, could it be that the spiritual energy is about to revive?" the leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect couldn’t help but ask.
He didn’t really believe it in his heart, but he held onto a bit of hope.
"In recent years, three Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates have been destroyed."
"Many Nascent Soul cultivators and Soul Changing Taoist Lords have also fallen; perhaps after their demise, the spiritual energy has returned to the world—"
The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect was interrupted by Patriarch Tianshu.
"What are you thinking? Where would such a good thing happen?"
"What you said is not wrong; if these Immortal Gates have been destroyed, then the environment of this world will surely change…"
As Patriarch Tianshu said this, he looked at the sect leader with a gaze that seemed to be smiling yet was not.
"Maybe all the other Immortal Gates are gone, and you might have a chance to break through to the Tao Achieving Stage?"
"The Immortal Gates that survive to the end actually have a greater chance to become immortal and ascend."
"…" The leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect smiled faintly.
"Master, please don’t tease your disciple. I have made no progress in my cultivation for many years, and I am indeed feeling a bit anxious."
"It’s not all just a joke; you don’t need to use this to test me." The old man Tianshu said calmly:
"What you mentioned is certainly not wrong, but compared to the vast energy in the world, it is still like a drop in the bucket."
Patriarch Tianshu’s gaze was meaningful.
"This chance to become immortal is not found here…"
The leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect suddenly understood.
"So, according to the master, we should still keep away from the world and quietly wait for the right time?"
The little old man, Patriarch Tianshu, did not say anything more; he simply closed his eyes and rested.
The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect waited at first, but soon after, a soft snoring sound could be heard.
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Nan Province, Peach Blossom Villa.
"You fat pig…."
When Qiao Mu woke up, he saw a fat cat lying on his chest, feeling incredibly heavy, as if he was carrying a big mountain, and it was hard to breathe.
He grasped the back of the fat cat’s neck, but…. he couldn’t move it.
After days of unconsciousness, he was barely rescued from the brink of exhaustion.
When Qiao Mu woke up, seven days had naturally passed, and his number of revivals returned to five times.
"Next time, I will have to wait another five hundred years."
Qiao Mu felt mostly calm about not being able to die.
Over the past ten thousand years, he had become quite skilled at seeking death.
If people seek death, they will die.
A momentary failure does not mean much.
His rich experience told Qiao Mu that as long as he kept going without wavering or giving up, there would eventually come a day when heads would roll.
"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao… why die secretly?"
The fat cat looked sleepy and skillfully stretched out its tongue to gently lick Qiao Mu’s neck.
The rough cat’s tongue licked, like warm sandpaper rubbing against skin.
Qiao Mu said nothing, only gently stroked the increasingly smooth fur of the fat cat, feeling a brief sense of peace inside.
But this feeling of peace quickly faded away.
"When you die, don’t forget to take me with you."
The fat cat kicked off and nearly broke Qiao Mu’s rib, while it itself vanished into the shadow beside the bed.
"This fat pig really doesn’t know its own strength…"
Qiao Mu coughed softly, stood up, and walked towards the door.
He felt calm and was not discouraged after this time of survival.
"It can definitely be used next time!"
After all, Qiao Mu’s body is now as powerful as the ocean; to keep living, even if Wu Qizheng himself came, he would end up with dried blood and flesh.
To save Qiao Mu’s exhausted body, more than half of the stock of Wuji Association Spiritual Meat Pills that Li Gongde brought has already been used.
The remaining small amount can help others heal, but it is not enough to save Qiao Mu once more.
Qiao Mu is very strong; he believes he will surely succeed next time.
He walked out of the courtyard of the villa.
It was early morning, with soft light and the sound of waves in the forest.
Peach Blossom Villa was as lively as ever, filled with martial artists practicing their skills.
Practicing martial arts is a tough job; these skilled martial artists have strong willpower and train in both summer and winter as a basic routine.
It was still early, but the martial artists had already started their training.
No, this time it is much livelier than before.
The people are still the same group, although some were lost in the Immortal Gate battle.
But the mood is much higher.
"One day, I will become as strong as Qiao Shuangtu! Because I am a once-in-a-generation genius!"
"The strongest person in Jiu Province is not the Immortal Sect Leader or the Soul Changing Taoist Lord, but a martial artist… How could I be dreaming such a thing…"
"Using martial arts to defeat immortals is not just a slogan; even if we can’t reach Senior Qiao Shuangtu’s level, we can still—–"
"Today, there is already a path ahead in martial arts, one that can run alongside the path of immortals, and even overcome it…"
"We must not be lazy; it is not yet time to celebrate… As soldiers, we cannot just be spectators cheering from the sidelines!"
Voices rose all around.
There are those from Wu Mingkong, those from Li Changshi, and also the other martial artists from the forest.
Su woke up and saw that these many martial artists were full of energy, like the bright sun hanging high in the sky.
"It’s different from a few days ago."
Qiao Mu, who had been unconscious for several days, was slow to realize.
A strong leader who fought alone against the five major sect leaders of the Immortal Gate and won has greatly boosted the confidence of these martial artists.
Even the best martial artists in the world, like the superb rank, like the Earth Sword Immortal, like Martial Saint.
In their hearts, they all understand that there is a long gap between martial arts and immortality, lacking the accumulation of countless years.
But perhaps after today, things will be different.
Qiao Mu walked slowly through the villa.
He walked quite slowly, not in a hurry, walking and stopping.
He was just wandering around casually, occasionally offering a few comments, and most of the time he walked quietly without speaking.
However, wherever he went, more and more eyes began to gather, following the slow-moving figure behind him.
After waking up, Qiao Mu did not commit suicide and came back to life fully.
It wasn’t that he feared this shocking recovery from his serious injuries… The Qiao family had many unbelievable stories; adding one more didn’t make much difference.
Instead, he cherished this hard-earned… feeling of weakness.
This frail body, worn and weak, though not very pleasant, was actually proof that many people wanted him to survive.
He wandered around the villa, really just to comfort others, to let them know that the rescue was timely, and he, Qiao Shuangtu, was still alive.
"This world…"
"It is worth taking a few more looks."
Qiao Mu lowered his eyelids.
Before he chased after death again, he planned to go out for a walk first…
"I wonder what other secrets the remaining Immortal Gates hold. If there really aren’t any—"
