Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Inside an unnamed cave in an unnamed place.

Chen Fusheng had been in seclusion here for ten years, and only today did he suddenly awaken. Looking at the small cave, he sighed, "This is probably the longest seclusion I've ever had. Time is truly the most ruthless and precious thing."

Now he understood why those celestial immortals and true immortals in the sect, who clearly had lifespans of tens of thousands of years, would spend their days in seclusion.

Time is both incredibly cheap and incredibly valuable to immortals.

He had only gone into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation and practice his supernatural powers, and ten years had passed. No wonder those immortals cultivated desperately. Without becoming a Golden Immortal, one's lifespan is ultimately not in one's own control. Even he felt a sense of urgency after this cultivation. Although he was now in the mid-stage of the True Immortal realm, and could live for ten thousand years as long as he was healthy, he felt it was not enough. No wonder those mortal emperors cried out that they "wanted to live another five hundred years."

But for Chen Fusheng, five hundred years is too short. Since he has been given a second chance at life, he doesn't want to do it again. His wish is to "live for ten thousand years, to live as long as heaven and earth, and even if heaven and earth die, I will still stand in the world." To cure the symptoms and the root cause, to find the way to immortality in one go is the real solution. Since Chen Sheng and Wu Guang can shout "How can sparrows know the flight of a swan?", what is there for Chen Fusheng not to dare to do?

Although he was still a major realm away from becoming a Golden Immortal, with six minor realms to go, he had perseverance and determination to cultivate step by step. He firmly believed that as long as he played it safe, he would eventually win!

After assessing his cultivation level, he realized he was at the mid-stage of True Immortal and could break through to the late stage at any time. However, with such lofty goals, he had to take each step carefully and cautiously.

His body remained the same, only less noticeable than before. After ten years, his skin successfully regained a healthy and safe wheat color. It had been incredibly difficult for him to turn from white to yellow. He also felt a deep respect for the ancient king from his previous life, thinking, "A man has to be ruthless to himself!"

What satisfied him most was that he had comprehended a new divine skill, the "Gou Jing," which could be said to be an adaptation of the original concealment technique, the "Fu Sheng Sayings," the "Chen Fu Sheng Primordial Life-Saving Technique," and the "Gou Jing." It condensed all the spiritual essence and important insights from his past and present lives, perfectly integrating thought, action, and practice. It became the cornerstone and guiding light for his cultivation, and the effect was excellent. It successfully lowered his cultivation level to the early stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, making him look exactly like an ordinary person breaking through to become an immortal.

However, every advantage has its disadvantages. After this ideological unification and sublimation, his cultivation level, which could have been suppressed at the mid-stage of True Immortal for about ten years, can now only be suppressed for three to five years at most, which gives him a headache. However, everyone has a period of rapid development after becoming an immortal, so he can conceal it at that time, which should not be a problem.

Aside from his cultivation level, the "wine gourd" had awakened a year ago and then burrowed into his dantian, right next to the nameless cauldron, spinning continuously above it. Its level hadn't improved, but it had evolved slightly towards the innate direction, which greatly surprised him!

It is important to know that although acquired spiritual treasures can sometimes rival the power of innate spiritual treasures, innate spiritual treasures have a crucial advantage: every innate spiritual treasure contains an innate divine restriction. Once an innate spiritual treasure is refined, the innate laws contained within it can be comprehended at any time.

Immortals comprehend the Dao of Immortality, grasping the laws of heaven and earth—this is the true value of innate spiritual treasures. The "wine gourd" is currently evolving in this direction, though only with a sliver of hope. This is all thanks to the baptism of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. He's actually starting to enjoy being struck by lightning; it must be thanks to the protection of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable Ancestor. He never expected the old man to be as protective as in his previous life, possessing such vast influence and such a good relationship with the Heavenly Dao. He's truly found the right patron. What would the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's expression be if he knew that Chen Fusheng, his grand-disciple, had given him a "friend zone" card in this nameless place?

Chen Fusheng emerged from his temporary cave, stretched lazily, and thought that since he had been out for more than ten years, spending so much time undergoing tribulation shouldn't be too conspicuous. It was time to go back.

He concealed his cultivation level as the ninth level of the Dao Integration Realm, took out a high-grade mortal-level flying sword, and slowly flew towards Donghai Town. Even if he had become an immortal, he couldn't flaunt his wealth too much. A high-grade mortal-level sword was neither too high nor too low for the Dao Integration Realm. He now had a little bit of self-protection ability, so he could take in the scenery of the prehistoric world along the way.

……

"Brother, I'm a little hungry," a burly man with a pig's head and a human body said to the person next to him, munching on grass and rubbing his round belly.

"boom"

A skinny man with a leopard's head and a human body struck the pig-headed man hard, but the pig-headed man still looked like a starving ghost, as if he hadn't been hit.

The leopard-headed man stretched out his hand to ease the pain from before, looking at the pig-headed man with helplessness and a strong sense of malice. "Are all the people up there pig-headed? What's the point of sending this pig-headed man here?"

He glared fiercely at the pig-headed man. "What are you eating? Don't you eat enough? You keep talking and still complain about being hungry? Are you a pig reincarnated?"

The pig-headed man took a big bite of grass and said as he chewed, "Brother, I am a pig. Besides, you've made me eat vegetables the whole way. I'm not a rabbit, how can I not be hungry?"

The leopard-headed man lurched forward, nearly falling. He stretched out his hand, gestured, then withdrew it after a moment's thought. "You pig-headed idiot, let me tell you, if our whereabouts are exposed because of you and the humans discover us, I'll skin you alive, hmph."

As he spoke, he turned and continued to bury his head in the dense forest, with the pig-headed man following behind the leopard-headed man with a wronged expression, like a little wife, occasionally nibbling on some grass.

Don't pick the wildflowers by the roadside.

"Why not pick them if they're too good to pass up?"

"I want to keep picking them after I've already picked them all."

……

Chen Fusheng, looking dashing, stood on his flying sword, occasionally taking a sip of Wuliangye liquor and humming a tune, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Big brother, that..."

"What? What's wrong with you now?"

The leopard-headed man felt that his patience had reached its limit. If he didn't give himself a perfect reason this time, he would eat pork that night.

The pig-headed man looked at the leopard-headed man who was seeing stars, and the pig-headed man shrank back, but with the thickness of his body and neck, he perfectly avoided the word "fear".

"Say something!" The leopard-headed man pressed closer and closer to the pig-headed man.

Sensing the leopard-headed man's murderous intent, the pig-headed man shouted, "Big brother, there's someone here! I mean, there's someone here!"

"Hmm?" The leopard-headed man was puzzled for a moment, feeling that the pig-headed man's intelligence couldn't come up with such a sophisticated reason, and slowly turned around.

Chen Fusheng awkwardly stopped in mid-air. He hadn't expected the monster with a pig's head and a human body to be so sensitive. He had originally intended to leave, but unexpectedly, he had been caught red-handed. Drinking had really made him make a mistake. Looking at the leopard-headed man who had turned around, he knew that things couldn't end well. He had actually discovered a demon race in the human mainland, and one that was equivalent to a celestial being but a demon general. Judging from their furtive behavior, they were clearly not domesticated. They had gone to great lengths to avoid the mainland and come to the border of the East Sea. It was obvious that they were carrying an important mission. According to the plot of the TV series, the next step would definitely be to kill them to cover it up.

Therefore, a murderous glint appeared in Chen Fusheng's eyes. Taking the initiative, he summoned the "wine gourd" and unleashed a "thousand-year-old cold pool water" at the pig and leopard demons.

The leopard-headed man was somewhat bewildered. "Have humans become so uncivilized these days?"

However, he was an experienced veteran after all. Seeing "Frostflame" already in front of him, he knew it was too late to use his moves now. So, with a flash of cold light in his eyes, he retreated behind the pig-headed man, kicked him hard in the back with his left foot, and then dodged back twice more.

The pig-headed man was first startled by the leopard-headed man, then kicked hard, and then ran headlong into Chen Fusheng's thousand-year-old icy pool. Before he could utter a word, he was frozen into an ice sculpture, his eyes still filled with question marks.

After the leopard-headed man steadied himself, he glanced at the pig-headed man a few steps ahead and felt a chill run down his spine. If he had been a step later, he would have been the one frozen inside.

His face darkened as he glared at Chen Fusheng, who was casting a spell. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He hadn't expected to lose a pig before even starting, especially since he'd been caught off guard by a mere mortal. Although he didn't care about the pig-headed man's life or death, Chen Fusheng's actions had severely humiliated him. And for his own sake, and for the sake of this mission, Chen Fusheng had to die, or else…

Thinking of the punishment the tribe would impose on the losers, a hint of fear flashed in the leopard-headed man's eyes. He dared not think any further, and his killing intent toward Chen Fusheng intensified, mixed with a strong sense of greed. He would occasionally glance at the "wine gourd," feeling that Chen Fusheng's attack just now was entirely due to this treasure—no, it should be said that it belonged to him.

The hair on the leopard-headed man's head began to grow longer, his hands landed on the ground, and hair quickly grew on his arms. With a roar, a spotted leopard appeared in Chen Fusheng's eyes.

Chen Fusheng hadn't expected the leopard-headed man to be so ruthless, betraying his teammates so skillfully. Seeing the three-zhang-long leopard, Chen Fusheng quickly spread a layer of defense on his body, swiftly formed a hand seal, pointed at the flying sword, and the flying sword quickly stabbed towards the leopard.

The leopard-headed man glanced at Chen Fusheng with disdain, then with a flick of his leopard paw, the flying sword snapped in two. He felt increasingly relieved, his earlier tension turning into anger. Looking at the frozen pig-headed man, he cursed, "What a useless pig."

The leopard arched its body slightly and shot towards Chen Fusheng like an arrow.

Chen Fusheng sighed inwardly, impressed by the speed, but his hands remained calm and his face composed.

Looking at the calm Chen Fusheng, the leopard-headed man thought he was just putting on a brave face. He slashed down hard at Chen Fusheng's head with his leopard claws, a cruel smile on his face, his expression full of pleasure.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

Chen Fusheng used three punches to block the leopard-headed man's claw. Seeing the stunned leopard-headed man, he grabbed the "wine gourd" and struck, spraying thick, icy water from the pool at the leopard-headed man. The leopard-headed man immediately retreated, but this time the two were too close, and with no scapegoat "pig-headed man" by his side, the icy water instantly soaked the leopard-headed man, and he followed in the footsteps of the pig-headed man.

Chen Fusheng sensed two streams of divine energy rapidly approaching from afar. The two sides had been fighting for quite some time, and with the leopard-headed human revealing his true form and exuding demonic energy, it was bound to attract the attention of powerful human beings.

He quickly put away the two demons, the leopard and the boar, and casually summoned a torrential downpour that poured down on the earth. Chen Fusheng had already disappeared into the rain and vanished thousands of miles away.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, a figure in blue appeared at the site of the previous battle. Its face was obscured. It glanced casually at the spot, now a lake, pondered for a moment, and then quickly vanished. A short while later, another figure landed at the same spot and disappeared just as quickly…