Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

Xu Yaofeng said, "Your top priority right now should be to find a King Grade River Gu to elevate your strength to the King level."

"In today's Death Realm, without thousands of troops and King-level power, it is already impossible to influence the situation."

"The Red Lotus's Lifebound Gu has also been promoted to the King level. At this moment, there are already eight King-level entities in the Death Realm."

"When the monster calamity becomes more rampant, more King-level entities may enter the Death Realm."

Ji Ru said, "Hmm, I will do my utmost to find a King Grade River Gu."

Xu Yaofeng continued, "When Taiyi and Ji Dang engage in their battle, only King-level powers can alter the battlefield's outcome."

Ji Ru asked, "How far are you from reaching the Grandmaster Realm?"

Xu Yaofeng smiled and said, "The Grandmaster Realm requires some opportunities. At present, that's what I'm lacking, that one chance."

Ji Ru marveled, "Are you a Half-step Master?"

Xu Yaofeng replied, "Otherwise, what do you think I rely on to hold back Ji Dang and the ancient dragon?"

"Opportunities are unpredictable, let's wait for a predestined chance."

The group talked a while longer about the situation, with each having their own concerns. As the battles now rarely cease, they came to a pause.

Chen Qing then said in a clear voice, "Then, today's gathering ends here."

Chen Qing removed his Ghost Mask, rested for a night, and prepared to continue his journey.

Seven days leisurely passed, and Chen Qing along with the Dragon Cavalry were marching when they suddenly saw a vast number of white-bone skeletons, kowtowing every step towards the direction of Naihe Bridge.

Chen Qing frowned slightly, "White-bone skeletons?"

He pointed with his hand and said, "Lu Shenglong, go capture one for us to see."

Lu Shenglong immediately obeyed, and shortly returned with one caught, "Lord Wen, this white-bone skeleton has the strength of an early Ghost Face Realm."

"Fortunately, as long as we don't get within a hundred feet of it, we won't suffer its attacks."

Wei Qingchen remarked, "The revival of white bones, Six Dao cycle!"

"Lord Wen, these are signs of the Six Dao Ghosts manifesting!"

"This indicates the Six Dao Ghosts have started to appear!"

Chen Qing glanced in the direction these white-bone skeletons were kowtowing, saying, "It seems to be towards Naihe Bridge's direction. We'll pass by Naihe Bridge on our return journey, let's check it out then."

Three more days passed, and they finally arrived near Naihe Bridge, where they saw the towering Naihe Bridge, covered white with innumerable white-bone skeletons kowtowing every step.

As far as the eye could see, it was an endless expanse.

Surely the numbers were in the tens of thousands?

The skeletons' eyes burned with blue Soul Fire, and in the middle of Naihe Bridge, thousands of white-bone skeletons were disassembling their own bones to construct a White Bone Palace.

Seeing this, Chen Qing sighed, "It seems the King's Aura in the Death Realm is already thick enough, and the Six Dao Ghosts are about to appear."

"For such a King Gu, just manifesting takes several years of effort."

Peering closely towards the center of the White Bone Palace, he could discern a faint amount of information.

[King Grade Power Gu, Tower of Ascension, Six Dao Ghosts]

(Converging)

(Contract conditions: unify the Death Realm)

"And the contract condition for this Gu is to unify the Death Realm."

"This moment isn't crucial yet, let's go, return to near Fengdu and then plan further."

A month slowly passed by.

Xuanping finally arrived before Haoran Temple, situated atop Book Mountain in the South Sea.

Book Mountain is an island, yet it's called a "mountain" rather than an island.

Though Book Mountain may be an island, its actual size is larger than that of a country in Jiuli.

Extending over thirty thousand miles.

After a long trek across Book Mountain, Xuanping, following Wu Zhao, finally stood before Haoran Temple.

The Haoran Temple was vast, with many disciples. Xuanping saw nearly everyone along the way coming to greet her were Mystic Gate Realm disciples.

These Mystic Gate Realm disciples referred to Wu Zhao as "Uncle Master," and some even as "Great-uncle Master."

Though not a direct disciple of True Monarch, Wu Zhao's seniority was still great.

The Mystic Gate Realm disciples treated Xuanping with great respect; if Chen Qing were truly to enter Haoran Temple, his seniority would also be high.

Moreover, after Chen Qing's successive victories in the Death Realm, he now had the qualification to contend for the throne with Ji Dang, with a decent chance of becoming a king in the future.

The Haoran Temple, located at the peak of Book Mountain, wasn't large, just the size of an ordinary Daoist temple.

Xuanping curiously asked, "Why is Haoran Temple so small?"

Wu Zhao explained, "Master always disliked worldly affairs, so now it's mainly just my senior brother and me living here."

"Master has four direct disciples, all are Daoist Lords, and they take turns every hundred years to care for Master."

"As for the other disciples, most are under the four senior brothers."

"Master's direct disciples are only four at the moment."

"Since not many live here, naturally it's small."

At the gate, Wu Zhao respectfully announced, "Master, I've brought Qingxu's partner Xuanping to seek an audience!"

He called a few times but received no response.

Wu Zhao awkwardly said, "Perhaps Master fell asleep reading. I'll go in and call, you wait here."

Xuanping nodded, "Alright, please inform Master Jiu."

Wu Zhao entered the courtyard, and after a full quarter-hour, he returned, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Uh, Master seems to dislike you."

Xuanping said, "Why?"

Wu Zhao replied, "How would I know?"

Master said, "To enter this gate, it depends on your sincerity and fate; kneel here first, and if the predestined opportunity and sincerity arrive, then you may enter."