Another week passed.
Lu Zhou meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls in the eastern pavilion until his extraordinary power was replenished.
Perhaps, the only benefit of meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls was increasing the number of times he could meditate.
However, Lu Zhou stopped in the end.
He opened his eyes.
He called up the system dashboard and looked at his remaining life: 6,574 days.
"Breaking through to the Nine-leaf stage will shorten my life … If I have enough Reversal Cards, will I be able to overcome this bottleneck?" Lu Zhou thought about this again.
He had 22 Reversal Cards left.
Lu Zhou casually used a Reversal Card.
Just like before, the vitality energy around the eastern pavilion gathered toward him.
In just a short while, it was done.
As expected, his remaining life: 6,874 days.
The Nine-leaf stage was related to one's life … In that case, the Reversal Cards would be even more important.
Lu Zhou looked at the price of the Reversal Cards again. Fortunately, the price did not increase.
It seemed as though the price of the Reversal Cards was not affected.
At the same time, he looked at the two side missions related to Yu Shangrong on the system dashboard. The first was to extend the life of the melilot. The second was to obtain a new Open Heavenly Writing scroll.
Neither of the two quests were displayed as completed.
However, he was certain that the melilot was closely related to Yu Shangrong.
"The Longevity Sword." Lu Zhou remembered the sword.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Cave of Reflection.
Yu Shangrong sat with his legs crossed.
Strangely, the Longevity Sword glowed with a red light. It seemed to have sensed Yu Shangrong's presence. From time to time, faint red energy would float out and enter his body.
Whizz … Whizz …
The Longevity Sword vibrated slightly.
Night fell. The moon shone brightly.
The Longevity Sword quieted down and did not move again.
Suddenly, Yu Shangrong grunted. A trickle of blood trickled down the corner of his lips.
He opened his eyes and sighed. He did not seem surprised by this outcome.
He had the same thought as Si Wuya. After his cultivation base was restrained, he wanted to break free.
Unfortunately … it ended in failure.
Even Si Wuya could not find a way to break free, let alone the others.
However, that was the nature of humans. They would not turn back until they ran into a wall.
Yu Shangrong looked at the Longevity Sword at the side. He shook his head and said, "I won't die."
…
"Ding! Punished Yu Shangrong. Reward: 300 merit points."
"You're trying to break the mantra?"
Yu Shangrong had just closed his eyes. His attention was focused on the mouthful of blood. He was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice.
"Master?"
Lu Zhou crossed the barrier with his hands on his back.
He looked at Yu Shangrong who was sitting cross-legged with blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.
When Lu Zhou heard about the merit points, he knew Yu Shangrong was trying to break the Binding Mantra.
"It's futile," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
"It's better than doing nothing," Yu Shangrong said.
Lu Zhou walked up to the stone bench and sat down slowly.
He pointed to the stone bench opposite him and said, "Sit."
Yu Shangrong was slightly stunned.
He had never been treated like this during his years in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Yu Shangrong was incredulous when he saw his master's calm expression and mannerisms.
Yu Shangrong rose to his feet and sat on the stone stool with many faces.
The moonlight shone on the stone table.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Since you addressed me as master, you should answer my questions honestly."
Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.
He didn't know what his Master wanted to ask, and he instinctively resisted such an occasion.
"Apart from memories, I'll answer everything," Yu Shangrong said.
Lu Zhou had expected this as well.
In truth, even if Yu Shangrong didn't say anything about memories, he could guess a thing or two.
Hence, there was no point in forcing Yu Shangrong.
"Are you sure you've never attempted the Nine-leaf stage?" Lu Zhou asked.
"Yes."
Yu Shangrong answered readily, "As a cultivator … A peak Eight-leaf cultivator stands before the door to the Nine-leaf stage. Nobody can suppress their curiosity and not want to open the door and see what's behind it …"
He continued to say, "Alas, behind this door is endless darkness. I can't see a future or hope."
Lu Zhou nodded.
"You're from Nobleman Nation. Your lifespan is the same as the melilot."
When Yu Shangrong heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
This was not a shameful secret.
The melilot was a plant unique to Nobleman Nation. He had mentioned it repeatedly before this. Someone in the Evil Sky Pavilion would know about it.
"An Eight-leaf cultivator can only extend your life by 500 years at most …" Lu Zhou added.
All of a sudden …
Yu Shangrong swiftly grabbed his Longevity Sword.
He was about to rise to his feet when he noticed his master was still sitting on the stone bench. He did not move at all. It seemed like his master had no intention of taking his Longevity Sword from him.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard. A knowing expression appeared on his face as he said, "Who can stop me if I want to take your weapon back?"
He raised his palm.
A gust of energy swept out.
Yu Shangrong gripped his Longevity Sword tightly.
Alas, he did not have a cultivation base. How could he stop his master?
Although Lu Zhou's cultivation base was only in the Dao-transforming realm of the Divine Court realm, he was more than enough to defeat Yu Shangrong who had no cultivation base.
Swoosh!
The Longevity Sword flew into Lu Zhou's hand.
Yu Shangrong charged forward, intending to snatch the Longevity Sword back.
Lu Zhou waved his hand.
A wall of energy shielded him from the attack.
Zing!
Lu Zhou drew his Longevity Sword.
The blade shone with a red radiance.
Shortly after, Lu Zhou sensed the life energy on the Longevity Sword.
Lu Zhou studied the Longevity Sword as he said, "The Immortal caresses my head. My hair is tied to receive longevity."
Rumor had it that the Longevity Sword would absorb some life energy for every person it killed.
It seemed like it was true.
It was no wonder Yu Shangrong valued the Longevity Sword so much.
He relied on this sword to survive … This sword was his life.
"Master!"
Yu Shangrong fell to his knees.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Is this the secret of your longevity?"
When he gave Yu Shangrong the Longevity Sword, he did not expect it to be able to do this.
After so many years, Yu Shangrong was the only one who knew how much effort he had put into this sword.
"The melilot is born in the morning and dies in the evening. I have no choice but to do this!" Yu Shangrong said.
"Do you really think you can live forever?"
"The Longevity Sword can't live forever … It can only allow me to live like other cultivators!" Yu Shangrong said honestly.
As an Eight-leaf cultivator, was living for 1,000 years a luxury?
Zing!
The Longevity Sword returned to its scabbard.
Lu Zhou waved his hand.
The energy wall vanished.
Lu Zhou tossed the sword into Yu Shangrong's pocket and said with a sigh, "The Longevity Sword can't break the 1,000-year limit."
Yu Shangrong grabbed the Longevity Sword and looked at his master in surprise.
He did not expect his master to return the Longevity Sword to him.
Yu Shangrong remained silent.
Lu Zhou turned to look at Yu Shangrong and asked, "Do you hate me?"
"I dare not!" Yu Shangrong said.
"Yu Shangrong," Lu Zhou suddenly called out his name.
Yu Shangrong's heart skipped a beat. He tightened his grip on the Longevity Sword again.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "I can tell you this clearly … I'm going to kick down the door to the Nine-leaf stage."
Yu Shangrong was stunned.
Lu Zhou waved his sleeve and left the Cave of Reflection.
At this moment, the Longevity Sword buzzed and vibrated.
The energy on the Longevity Sword spread into the surroundings.
Yu Shangrong frowned.
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