Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Seeing that Xi Man was so determined to send the Gu poison, Jiang Yuchuan did not refuse again.

But to steal someone else's sacred object from a mountain stronghold for no reason seems rather unreasonable, especially after feeling the mournful gazes of the elders standing to the side.

So Jiang Yuchuan took out two bottles of pills from his pocket and gave them to Xi Man.

"I feel somewhat indebted to receive such a generous gift. Consider these two bottles of pills as compensation for the elders of the village."

The elders Jiang Yuchuan mentioned immediately rolled their eyes inwardly.

Who wants your worthless pills!

What we want is the sacred relic!!

It's the Longevity Gu!!!

"One of these two bottles of pills is a longevity pill, which can add five to ten years to one's lifespan depending on one's own condition; the other bottle is for healing injuries. As for its effect, as long as there is still a breath left, it can generally save the patient."

Upon hearing Jiang Yuchuan's calm explanation, the elders, who had initially dismissed the matter, immediately widened their eyes and opened their mouths in astonishment.

Not only the elders were shocked, but Xi Man, Xi Yun, and Ji Zizhou also showed expressions of utter astonishment.

If what Jiang Yuchuan said is true, then once these two kinds of pills spread throughout the martial arts world, their Gu Nu Village will have no chance of holding on.

In particular, that bottle of longevity pills, which had never been heard of before, was enough to make the Great Yong Dynasty court and various reclusive sects fight tooth and nail for it.

In Xi Man's view, the possibility of Jiang Yuchuan lying was extremely small.

With a slight tremor, Xi Man accepted the pills from Jiang Yuchuan. She quickly opened the package, sniffed them, and then poured out two pills to carefully examine the quality of the two types of pills.

In Xi Man's opinion, both of these different elixirs were of exceptional quality, both in terms of smell and color.

She herself often practiced alchemy, so she knew very well what kind of exquisite alchemy skills were needed to produce pills of this quality.

"These two kinds of pills, could they have been made by Physician Jiang himself?"

After repackaging the pills, Xi Man asked Jiang Yuchuan in a trembling voice.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Yuchuan, eagerly awaiting his answer.

"of course not."

Jiang Yuchuan shook his head repeatedly, "Although I can occasionally make pills, I am far from reaching this level of quality. These two bottles of pills were made by my master."

"I see……"

Upon hearing Jiang Yuchuan's reply, Xi Man secretly breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

After hearing Jiang Yuchuan's answer, Ji Zizhou, who was standing to the side, suddenly remembered what Xi Yun had said to him earlier, and finally began to suspect Jiang Yuchuan's identity.

"Could it be that I've been misunderstanding all along? Brother Jiang is actually Doctor Qi's master? — No! — That's absolutely impossible!"

"Perhaps it is because Brother Jiang and Physician Qi are from the same school, they are fellow disciples, and they studied under the same master! -- Yes! That must be it!"

Jiang Yuchuan lingered in Guniu Village for several more days until he watched Ji Zizhou pass the test set by Xi Man and attended the engagement banquet of the two. Only then did he bid farewell and leave amidst the farewells of everyone.

Not long after leaving Guniu Village, Jiang Yuchuan suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, and looked eastward.

"I've forgotten about you these past few days. For the sake of the Longevity Gu, let me do a good deed to the end and completely eliminate this hidden danger for Gu Nu Village."

After saying that, he transformed into a streak of azure light and soared into the sky, flying due east.

……

After his plan to destroy the Gu Nu Village and seize the Longevity Gu failed, Mao Yang headed east without stopping.

Without Ni Chang's help, even with his mid-stage Grandmaster cultivation, he could easily fall victim to the Gu techniques of the Gu Village if he wasn't careful, especially the Gu techniques used by the High Priest Xi Man, which were almost impossible for him to detect or avoid.

Therefore, his journey was for two reasons: first, to avoid the subsequent reckoning by the Gu Nu Zhai, and second, to reach the Skull Valley in the east to seek help from his old lover.

He was determined to obtain the Longevity Gu, even if it meant paying a higher price!

Mao Yang did not travel alone on this trip; he brought with him three disciples who had escaped from Gu Nu Village in time.

The four of them had just finished resting and were leaving a town.

The official road the four of them were traveling on was initially bustling with people, but Mao Yang soon discovered that, without him noticing, the road had become completely silent. Not only were there no people, but even the chirping of birds and insects could not be heard.

"Something's wrong here!"

Upon hearing Mao Yang's reminder, the three disciples following behind him finally realized that the surroundings were indeed unusually quiet.

"Could it be that the high priest of Gu Nu Village has caught up with us?"

One of the disciples glanced around warily while whispering his guesses.

"probably not."

Another disciple, who had drawn his weapon, thought for a moment and said, "The previous battle at Gu Nu Village wasn't without casualties. Even if they wanted to pursue us, they couldn't have done it this fast, much less lay an ambush in front of us beforehand!"

Just as Mao Yang was about to unleash his Grandmaster-level pressure to force the people lying in ambush to reveal themselves, a handsome young man dressed in a blue robe, about fifteen or sixteen years old, slowly walked out from the empty road ahead.

All four of them immediately turned their gazes toward the boy.

In Mao Yang's eyes, the young man had no aura fluctuations and looked just like an ordinary person who knew nothing about martial arts.

But who could appear here calmly and composedly, and walk towards them step by step, be an ordinary person!

Mao Yang did not make any rash moves. Just as he was about to say something to the boy who was walking towards him, he suddenly saw the boy gently raise his arm. Then he saw a green light shining on the boy's raised finger.

"—Oh no! Get out of the way!"

Sensing something surging wildly beneath his feet, Mao Yang was startled and immediately leaped into the air.

His three disciples clearly lacked such keen perception and speed. Even after hearing the warning, by the time their bodies reacted, it was too late; they were immediately entangled by the vines that burst forth from the ground.

Having escaped unscathed, Mao Yang then looked at his three disciples, who were tightly bound together like rice dumplings by the vines that had sprouted from the ground.

When he saw those black vines, covered in red thorns and as thick as a wrist, drain his disciples of their life force in just a few breaths, he was horrified and lost all intention of staying there to continue fighting.

Just as he was preparing to flee the place at full speed, he suddenly found that he could not move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the seemingly sentient vines, after consuming his disciple, surged towards him.