Outside of Wuxian Mountain, there was no sunlight all year round.
Since some time ago, it had been snowing on Wuxian Mountain all year round. After losing the sunlight, apart from the bone-piercing coldness, it was really difficult for people to have the urge to appreciate it.
The cold wind blew in through the only entrance at the top of the Melilot Graveyard. It sounded like a horn being blown, and it sounded like the bones of the Melilot Graveyard were expressing their unwillingness.
His life was filled with unwillingness.
In the country of noblemen, everyone prayed for immortality. They wanted to defy the heavens and change their fate. They wanted to break through the shackles and curses.
But now, it was in ruins.
Sometimes, Yu Shangrong wondered why the heavens treated them differently since they were all humans.
In order to change his fate, he left this place when he was young. With the legs of an ordinary person, he crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, passed through dangerous forests, in search of cultivation …
It wasn't easy for him to stand at the pinnacle of human cultivation. If he said that he wasn't satisfied at all, he would be deceiving himself.
Wu — —
The wind picked up.
It pulled him back from his thoughts.
Yu Shangrong stood up and surveyed his surroundings.
Looking at the exquisite design of the tomb, he shook his head repeatedly.
He walked to the wall with the word 'longevity' engraved on it and gently touched it.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, the word 'longevity' protruded outwards.
Mechanism?
Dozens of hidden weapons shot out from the walls on both sides.
He did not even have to circulate his Primal Qi. His protective energy was enough to keep the hidden weapons at bay.
What a weak hidden weapon.
This was an arrowhead made by an ordinary person. It was exquisite, hard, small, exquisite, and full of craftsmanship. Alas … it wasn't even a ten-thousandth of the cultivation's power.
All the hidden weapons fell to the ground.
A secret compartment appeared on the wall.
He pressed the button without hesitation.
The second stone door slowly opened.
It was a circular area inside, and the light coming from above was better than the outside. However, there was still the sound of the wind blowing.
After listening for a while, he gradually got used to the existence of the whimpering sound.
In the middle of the circular area, there was a round stone table with a brocade box placed on it. Around the brocade box were withered melilot. Perhaps because of the passage of time, only the outline of the melilot could be seen. It had long since become a pile of dregs.
Yu Shangrong waved his arm lightly. The melilot flew away, and the dust settled.
The brocade box appeared before his eyes.
The lid of the brocade box was engraved with a pattern of melilot.
Yu Shangrong waved his arm lightly.
Crack —
The brocade box was opened.
There were a few books and a few pills in the box.
Yu Shangrong took the book out and skimmed through it.
There was nothing special about the book. It was a secret cultivation technique of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism.
Indeed, they would be considered treasures if they were seen by other people. However, to Yu Shangrong, they were nothing more than a pile of trash. They were not worthy of his attention.
The Vital Qi in his palm trembled slightly, and the books turned into dust.
As for the medicinal pills, because they had been used for too long, the medicinal effects had long since dissipated.
Judging from the shape and the remaining dregs, these pills should be low-tier longevity pills. It was also useless to him.
These items were indeed precious to the people of Nobleman Country in the past.
It was just that he did not expect it to be stored in the Melilot Graveyard.
No one was cultivating? No one took it?
Yu Shangrong sighed softly and struck with his palm.
Bang!
The brocade box fell to the ground.
A unique painting fell out from the bottom of the box.
Yu Shangrong's gaze fell on the painting.
To be more precise, it was not a painting. It was a booklet with various symbols carved on it.
Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered the paper and the mission his master had given him. The symbols on the paper seemed similar to the symbols on the booklet.
He produced the paper his master had given him.
He spread it out on the stone table and compared it.
Many of the symbols were similar, and a few of them were identical.
There were more symbols on the booklet.
Clearly, the contents of the paper and the booklet were different, but they were of the same style.
"Is this master's item?" Yu Shangrong was incredulous.
Why would his master's item be here?
The other items were not valuable, but this booklet must be very valuable.
Yu Shangrong studied the symbols on the booklet. He could not understand them at all, so he gave up.
Then, he carefully folded the booklet and placed it in his pocket.
The fact that it had lain quietly in the brocade box for so many years without being affected by the weather meant that the material of the booklet was extraordinary.
He retrieved the booklet.
Yu Shangrong turned to look at the stone doors.
"Return?"
He glanced at the first stone door.
He walked out of the second stone door.
A louder whine came from the vent.
Yu Shangrong felt that something was amiss. He raised his palm, and his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar appeared.
The golden lotus was once again infected by the purple Gu.
"Can't we go back?"
Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.
If his avatar was fine, he would be able to return to the Evil Sky Pavilion in seven days if he flew at full speed.
But now … it was likely that his avatar would be destroyed before he could even reach the halfway mark.
There were many ferocious beasts in the wilderness. If one was not careful, they would become food for the ferocious beasts.
Without his avatar, his cultivation base would be equivalent to that of a Body Tempering Ninth Layer cultivator. At most, he would be able to do odd jobs, but he would not be able to travel quickly or pass through dangerous forests.
He didn't think that the luck of his youth would come back again.
With this thought in mind, Yu Shangrong stopped. He had no intention of breaking the door.
He immediately sat cross-legged and circulated his Primordial Qi to suppress the infection of the Purple Gu Art. As he adjusted his breathing, he fell into deep thought.
…
In the blink of an eye, a day and a night had passed.
If it wasn't for the light above the Melilot Graveyard, it meant that the sky was already bright.
When he summoned his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar again, the speed at which the purple spots spread had slowed down.
However, this suppression was akin to a slow-acting poison.
This was not the way to go on …
Yu Shangrong racked his brains for an entire night, but he could not stop the gu from spreading.
Many years had passed, and he was invincible in the cultivation world. As the Sword Devil, this was the first time he felt so helpless.
He felt helpless.
Yu Shangrong stood up and walked to the second stone door. He continued to sit cross-legged and adjust his breathing as he tried to come up with a solution.
On the fifth day, Yu Shangrong summoned his avatar again.
The Hundred Tribulations Insight Golden Lotus was almost completely tainted.
Perhaps, it was due to the overwhelming pressure of his Golden Lotus being completely infected, Yu Shangrong suddenly had a terrifying thought. 'Sever my Golden Lotus!'
It was a terrifying thought.
He knew the consequences of severing his Golden Lotus.
This was because he had used his Longevity Sword to slice apart countless avatars.
Fiend Zen avatars, Daoist avatars, Confucian Tiangang avatars, Buddhist Golden Bodies …
No matter what kind of avatar it was, if it was cut by a heaven-grade weapon, it would be severely injured.
Therefore, severing his Golden Lotus was no different from committing suicide!
When Yu Shangrong thought about this, his fingers trembled.
He gripped the Longevity Sword's scabbard tightly.
The Sword Devil was nervous, after all.
(Author's note: Severing the Golden Lotus is only the first step to the Nine-leaf stage through the 'abnormal' path. It might not be faster than the main character. The foreshadowing is obvious …)
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