Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

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"Lord Wen had a brother, named Wushang!"

"He was no more than twelve, yet he challenged Li Chonghuan, the heir of the Immortal Court, and fought him in nine battles."

"Nine battles, nine draws."

"That Li Chonghuan was under the Royal Decree, and so was Wushang!"

"Even Lord Wen's brother bore the Royal Decree, possessing the King Gu, destined to be a future king. Do we even need to question Lord Wen's power?"

Upon hearing this, the gathered demons were delighted.

"Does this mean we are to ally ourselves with one of the top powers of Nanli?"

The Horse Demon raised its head and said, "Of course!"

Qing Shan also revealed a hint of longing, "These dark days without sunlight are unbearable!"

"We must persevere and join the Dragon Cavalry!"

"Once we return from the Death Realm, we'll all be in the Mystic Gate Realm, won't that be wonderful?"

"Only by reaching the Mystic Gate Realm can we transcend life and death!"

Hu Xianxian struggled to her feet, "Qing Shan, I feel much better, I can still walk."

Chen Qing slightly shook his head. Thankfully, the rumors weren't too exaggerated.

He could barely accept them, and they sounded rather agreeable.

It was just a pity that this group of monsters might not make it out.

The situation here was extremely strange, no matter how the group of monsters walked, it seemed they were always heading deeper into it.

It was unknown whether this was Luan Yuzhu's doing, or if they were under the mysterious influence of this place.

The group of demons forced themselves to continue for a while, with the other monsters becoming increasingly listless. Only Qing Shan remained unaffected because Chen Qing was on him.

He took on the responsibility of keeping watch.

Qing Shan let everyone rest and went alone to watch over them, sitting alone in the rocky, cavernous lair.

Chen Qing thought for a moment. Oh well, meeting them was fate.

Seizing an unguarded moment of Qing Shan, he waved his hand to place a handful of Spiritual Dew into a jade bottle and left it nearby.

A quarter of an hour later, Qing Shan indeed found the bottle of Spiritual Dew. He opened it and sniffed.

He immediately shouted with joy, "Spiritual Dew, look what I found!"

He excitedly called Hu Xianxian, "Hu Xianxian, take this bottle of Spiritual Dew right away, it will definitely help you hold on till we get out of here!"

Chen Qing was momentarily shocked, yet somewhat delighted.

This ox, truly honest.

How had it survived this long?

In such a dangerous place, it still gave away such life-restoring spiritual medicine?

If it were someone more cunning, they would have stashed it away secretly and said nothing.

His nature was good, but his strength was lacking, a bit unqualified.

However, that wasn't crucial for Chen Qing. To raise an ox to a Qilin-level, Chen Qing might have struggled.

But nurturing it to the power of a Lu Shenglong was not difficult.

With such a thought arising, Chen Qing was a bit surprised.

He actually wasn't interested in a Qilin, preferring a Green Bull as a mount.

It spoke to his character flaw, both good and bad.

He respected those above but sympathized with those below, finding a Qilin uncomfortable to use.

Yet he increasingly admired this Green Bull that could maintain a benevolent heart in the Nine Nether Desolate Land.

It had a quality like a lotus unstained by mud.

This related to his fear of death.

A Qilin as a mount, in a desperate situation, might not sacrifice itself to save him.

But as for this Green Bull, Chen Qing felt it would unhesitatingly sacrifice itself for him.

In conclusion, Chen Qing rather liked this honest Green Bull.

Qing Shan led the demons upward for seven more days.

The complex caves seemed endless.

They still hadn't found a way out, except for Hu Xianxian, who was originally weak. The other demons also gradually showed signs of bleeding from the seven apertures.

Every time Qing Shan went out alone, he could find life-restoring medicines, which even made him somewhat suspicious of the situation.

But the other demons didn't question it, only thinking Qing Shan was lucky.

You could always trust Niu Qingshan; others pretended to be foolish, but he was genuinely so.

That day, Qing Shan went out for a quick break and found another precious herb, returning to the group, "Hu Xianxian, I found another medicinal herb, take it quickly!"

Although the other demons eyed the herb, there was no dispute over its ownership.

They trusted Qing Shan.

But no matter how they shook Hu Xianxian, the Demoness never woke again.

At this moment, Hu Xianxian was bleeding all over, with blood seeping from her pale skin.

She was as pale as paper and couldn't be awakened, turning into a skeleton within a quarter of an hour.

Qing Shan carried several demons unable to walk on his back as the group continued forward, hoping to escape.

After three days of walking, they were surprised to find more and more bones ahead.

Chen Qing sat on Qing Shan's horn, observing the surrounding landscape, finding it increasingly familiar.

Endless piles of bones formed mounts, like a hidden river of bone.

But he never thought about the Fisherman.

The Fisherman wasn't normally dead; he'd filled the Sea Eye, leaving no body and naturally no shroud.

Of course, if the Fisherman, being what he was, indeed died, it was possible that his shroud turned into King Gu.

One by one, the demons perished, but Qing Shan didn't seem too heartbroken.

In the Nine Nether Desolate Land, what true friendships existed?

But Qing Shan also became increasingly afraid, fearing he wouldn't find a way out.

With only the Horse Demon remaining by his side, Qing Shan's physique was still in good condition.

Now with only two left, there was little need for night watches.

Chen Qing, seeing both demons asleep, grabbed a drifting Horse Demon hair, placing it into the dream-connecting flower to enter the dream.

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