Chapter 94 Zhang Xiu Meets Old Jiang
Desiring to retrace the path of cultivation.
What kind of concept is this?
The Tai Xuan Realm cultivation system starts from Qi Training, then progresses to Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Yuanying, Celestial Transformation Stage, Returning Void, Combined Dao...
Qi Training has a lifespan of 180 years, Foundation Establishment through external means has a lifespan of 300 years, while Natural and Creation Foundation Establishment have a lifespan of 500 years.
Swallowing a single Golden Core can grant a lifespan of 1,200 years.
As for the next level, the Yuanying, it boasts a lifespan of 5,000 years!
And Lin Qiuxian was already over thirty years old at this time. Compared to the vast lifespan of a Yuanying cultivator, thirty-something is naturally insignificant.
But wanting to retrace the path of cultivation at over thirty years old is by no means easy, just like a boat sailing halfway and then turning back to the beginning.
Perhaps one can sail further with a better boat, but it's also possible to run out of strength before reaching the original position.
"Do you truly wish to retrace?"
"I hope Ancestor will grant my wish," Lin Qiuxian said without hesitation.
Although a Yuanying has a lifespan of 5,000 years, there are basically no Sword Sect Yuanying cultivators who actually wait until their lifespan is exhausted; they either advance to a higher Realm or die on the Starry Sky Battlefield.
After advancing to the Yuanying stage, he felt the difficulty of cultivation even more.
Now, he felt the goal he once pursued again, and he didn't want to give up.
He understood that if he wanted to go further, he had to seize this opportunity!
"Very well, then it shall be as you wish."
With such ambition from a junior, Xu Xing naturally wouldn't refuse.
He pointed a finger, and a streak of spiritual light entered Lin Qiuxian's glabella.
In an instant, the suppression was gone, and he regained his Yuanying Stage Realm. His powerful Divine Soul, unparalleled Physical Body, and vast magic power all returned.
But the next moment, a feeling of extreme weakness surged into his heart. He saw his own powerful and pure Divine Soul begin to decay, constantly shrinking.
His surging blood essence like a long river, and his bones as clear as jade, gradually lost their brilliance, and his vitality seemed to be fading little by little.
Above the vast sea of magic power, a Dao platform intertwined with gold and silver colors quietly floated.
Upon that Dao platform, sat a six-inch-tall, chubby Nascent Soul with the exact same appearance as Lin Qiuxian.
Beside the Nascent Soul, three strange small sword phantoms, red, gold, and blue, floated.
This is the manifestation of cultivating the Seven Emotions Sword Canon, proving that Lin Qiuxian had refined joy, anger, and sorrow into offensive techniques.
But as that spiritual light descended, the chubby Nascent Soul also seemed to know its fate. It opened its eyes, stood up, bowed, and then, along with the three small swords, turned into clear light and disappeared.
After the Nascent Soul dissipated, cracks appeared on that Dao platform.
Crack!
Amidst crisp sounds, the Dao platform finally disintegrated, turning into countless fragments and vanishing.
And Lin Qiuxian's own Realm also continuously dropped during this process, falling from the mid-Yuanying stage all the way down to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer before finally stopping.
He looked significantly older, and his spirit was much weaker.
"Thank you, Ancestor, for granting my wish!"
Falling from the mid-Yuanying stage to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer would likely be unacceptable to most people, but Lin Qiuxian was extremely happy.
He could feel that illusory and ethereal tremor, which he had sought for a long time without success, was no longer as far away and untouchable as before.
This was enough!
"As for what happens next, that's up to you."
Hearing these words in his ear, Lin Qiuxian felt a light appear before his eyes, just like when he was guided.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the Si Lv Hall prison. The inmate opposite him was looking at him curiously.
"..."
Right, his detention wasn't over yet.
In the battle space.
After sending Lin Qiuxian away, Xu Xing looked at Zhang Yunlu.
"Let's go. Let's see your brother again before we leave."
......
In a single patient room at the city center hospital.
An old man lay on the hospital bed, his breath weak and his body emaciated.
Several special needles were inserted into him, and tubes surrounded the bed, containing a tender green liquid with a faint glow.
A Yuanying physician finished examining him and used several healing spells to help him regulate his blood circulation before pushing open the door and coming out.
"You're Zhang Xiu, right?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Remember not to let him eat anything randomly, and also pay attention to the time, don't stay too long."
"Okay, okay."
After being given a list of precautions, Zhang Xiu pushed open the door and entered the room.
The old man lying on the bed noticed the movement, turned his head with difficulty to look at him, and grinned.
"You kid finally came to see this old man?"
"You were in the intensive care unit a few days ago, and they wouldn't let me in."
Zhang Xiu pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed.
Old Jiang was his guide. Without him, he wouldn't have his current cultivation Realm.
So Zhang Xiu had always wanted to become his disciple.
But Old Jiang felt that he was close to death and that Zhang Xiu becoming his disciple would only delay his future.
Fortunately, everything had a turning point now.
After learning that Old Jiang had been moved to a single patient room, Zhang Xiu rushed over immediately, ready to use the item the Senior gave him to cure Old Jiang first.
"Old Jiang, you're a dying man, what are you still trying to prove?"
Old Jiang seemed to be in good spirits, so he would chat for a while before treating him.
"Nonsense! If I hadn't stepped in, you would have been collected by that damned Ten Thousand Souls Banner long ago!" Old Jiang glared, but the next second he started coughing, "Cough cough! Cough!"
"Okay, okay! I thank you, I thank you, alright?" Zhang Xiu said quickly.
"Why do I feel like you little brat are being sarcastic with this old man?"
"No, no, how could I be? You're thinking too much."
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiu suddenly paused for a moment, his tone also becoming somewhat low.
"Old Jiang, I'm preparing to go to the Dragon Elephant Soaring Sky Sect."
Hearing this, Old Jiang was startled for a moment, then became extremely happy.
"That's right! You kid finally figured it out. For us Body Cultivators, the Dragon Elephant Soaring Sky Sect is the best place to go."
With this kid's talent, staying here is simply a waste of time.
Old Jiang still remembered many years ago when he first came to this city to recuperate and met this kid.
At that time, this kid was still a little brat, shouting all day about wanting to become a great Sword Cultivator.
What's so good about a Sword Cultivator?
Besides being a bit handsome, a bit free and easy...
Erm...
In short, he finally successfully guided Zhang Xiu onto the right path.
He's only in his fifties, and he's already at the Celestial Transformation Stage!
Go practice swordsmanship?
Can you reach such a high Realm by practicing swordsmanship?!
"Speaking of which, you used to be so stubborn, how did you suddenly figure it out now?"
"Before, it was for Xiao Lu. I couldn't just leave her alone."
"Not worried anymore?"
"Not worried anymore. She has completed her Cailian Method cultivation and is preparing to join the Sword Sect."
Old Jiang: "..."
So you didn't become a Sword Cultivator, so you made your sister become a Sword Cultivator, right?
You really leave no regrets!
"What's so good about the Sword Sect..." Old Jiang couldn't help but mutter.
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