Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

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Yan Shiyin's foundation was his motto: everyone could become a Mystic Gate.

And now, even this last foundation had been shaken by Chen Qing.

Once this book was published, Chen Qing would undoubtedly win more hearts.

Yan Sisi returned to her arranged lodging, indifferent to everything happening on the street.

In the end, they lost this round.

She picked up a pen, prepared to write a letter to her brother.

After holding it for a long time, she didn't know what to write.

Suddenly, the outside erupted in noise, "Lord Wei will surely become the Nanli Literary Master!"

"All cultivators with Power Gu must be grateful to Lord Wei!"

"I heard that Lord Wei will also recruit cultivators from the Nine Countries to study this masterpiece at the academy, guiding Nanli's cultivators!"

"This is a great event!"

"There are hundreds of cultivators in my tribe, maybe we can secure a spot!"

"Quickly write home, and have the hidden Foundation Establishment come to pledge allegiance to Lord Wei!"

Yan Sisi listened to the outside discussions of the cultivators, ultimately writing down only the situation happening here.

Without any analysis, the rest was left to her brother to decide.

On the eleventh day, the number had climbed to two hundred and sixty-two.

It showed that after the peak, the momentum had started to rapidly decline.

However, these were not particularly crucial now.

Because this number far exceeded the effect that Ye Country cultivators' Power Gu Theory could achieve.

Then, a brand-new order reignited the Martial Arts Competition's excitement.

"Lord Wei will select the two highest scorers as his personal guards!"

Originally assured of entering the Dragon Cavalry, Zuo Chuan and Ying Wugang prepared for another match; this time, it was more than just a competition.

They wanted to dominate others and become the two strongest individuals.

As further shocking numbers were announced by the Literary Society, everyone grew even more delighted.

Their respect for Chen Qing increased slightly.

Ying Wugang, who previously held grudges about competing with Chen Qing in public, had long since forgotten his discontent.

Now, he only wished to serve as the personal guard of this future Nanli Literary Master.

Chen Qing of the past was merely powerful.

With the foundation of winning hearts, nothing could stop him from becoming the leader of Nanli's Foundation Establishment.

Yan Shiyin, after this affair, was destined to meet defeat.

At the start of the new year, the entire Langya City was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

It seemed that the disputes in the Death Realm had become less significant at this moment.

The Death Realm affected only one era's Foundation Establishment and Ghost Face Realm, whereas Chen Qing's book could influence generations.

The news began to spread wider and wider, and on the last day of the year, the royal family of Lin Country sent a prince to congratulate him.

Before coming to Langya City, Lin Dong imagined it would be a celebratory scene.

However, upon arrival, he realized his imagination was too simplistic.

It was not just a celebration, but an unending festival.

The lights stayed on all night, and the city was filled with the aroma of wine.

As the person dispatched by the royal family, he received the highest level of hospitality, with Su Yi, the overseer of Li Bingwei, personally receiving him.

Lin Dong, representing the princely heir of the royal family, presented numerous gifts to express closeness.

Chen Qing did not personally meet with Lin Dong, as with his current status, a prince was not necessarily more noble.

Su Yi going to greet him was sufficient, for if every person visiting required Chen Qing to personally meet, he would be overwhelmed.

Outside remained noisy, with those cultivators celebrating the massive success of "Nanli Common Gu Theory·Power Gu Chapter."

Yet Chen Qing only found their noise bothersome.

Sitting in the guard palace, listening to the commotion outside, Chen Qing felt somewhat irritated.

Yan Shiyin still posed a threat, yet this group seemed to have forgotten their place.

"Alas."

With a sigh, Chen Qing went to the Military Affairs Office beside the guard palace, where he saw Xuanping under the lamplight handling critical intelligence.

"How goes it, any movements on Yan Shiyin's side?"

Xuanping replied, "Yan Shiyin seems to have come personally."

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow, "You're saying, he came personally?"

Xuanping nodded, "According to the information from our spies in the Mystic Gate Army, that's correct."

Chen Qing asked, "How many people?"

Xuanping replied, "Probably less than a hundred."

Chen Qing wondered, "Why come with less than a hundred?"

Xuanping said, "To retrieve Yan Sisi?"

Chen Qing shook his head, then said, "Impossible, we have made no move to detain Yan Sisi."

"Moreover, we invited Yan Sisi voluntarily, and if we held her now, it would damage our reputation worldwide."

Just then, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside, and Lu Shenglong suddenly burst into the guard palace, rushing in to report urgently, "Lord Wei, Yan Shiyin has arrived."

"Alone, he wishes to see you."

Chen Qing grew increasingly puzzled, "What does he want?"

Lu Shenglong reported, "He only stated he wanted to see Lord Wei, nothing more."

Chen Qing said, "In that case, I shall go see him personally."

Chen Qing and Lu Shenglong left together, heading towards the defensive line outside Langya City.

After traveling about sixty miles, Chen Qing saw ahead on the hilltop, Shi Xintie leading people to surround Yan Shiyin.

Yan Shiyin, with a golden saber at his waist, sat in the camp, with a small table in front of him, drinking.

Chen Qing climbed the hill, glanced around, "You came alone?"

Yan Shiyin nodded, quite calmly, "Do you fear a dying man?"

Chen Qing waved his sleeve, stepped forward grandly, and sat on the cushion opposite Yan Shiyin, "Even when you led a thousand troops to encircle and kill me, I was unafraid!"

Yan Shiyin smiled wryly, picking up the wine pot to pour Chen Qing a cup.

He raised the wine bowl, candidly said, "Ji Dang wants to return to Da Yan."

Chen Qing became intrigued, "Why are you concerned with Ji Dang's news?"

Yan Shiyin replied, "Should I say, why do I know so clearly?"

"I want those who follow me to reach the Mystic Gate Realm, naturally they must enter the Death Realm."

"Entering the Death Realm, the Master of Mortal World of Jiguang Sect, and this Da Yan dragon, are insurmountable mountains."

"So, I've been watching Ji Dang's every move for a long time."

"But I never expected Ji Dang to personally go to the West Desert, aiming to assassinate the Master of Mortal World with a small team."

"Now, it seems he failed."

"In seven days, he will pass through Jinzhou City, then take a fast boat back to Da Yan by water."

Chen Qing drained the wine from his bowl, "Why tell me this?"

Yan Shiyin looked Chen Qing in the eye, seriously said, "Because I'm planning to intercept him."

"The best plan is to capture him alive and at least delay Da Yan for a while until our Nanli's Ghost Face Realm secures the situation in the Death Realm, then kill him!"

"Unfortunately, I lack that confidence."

"So, I plan to intercept and kill him."

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