Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Not far from the pool, Chen Xu was lying in a rocking chair.

He rested one hand behind his head and held a wine jug in the other, occasionally taking a leisurely sip of his homemade spirit wine.

"Life... is really getting better and better." Looking at the freshly pan-fried black carp, Chen Xu sighed softly.

Now the cave has become a small paradise, where medicinal herbs and spiritual rice are self-sufficient, and spiritual fish are plentiful.

He also has a late-stage Qi Refining spirit pet to cook for him...

This feeling of comfort is probably unmatched by many Foundation Establishment elders within the sect.

In the past three years, although Chen Xu's cultivation level has remained at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he has made great progress in the art of array formations.

Legend has it that there are those with great enlightenment who master all the arts of immortality, and are proficient in everything.

Perhaps it was a case of drawing parallels, but although Chen Xu didn't reach that level, he still managed to grasp some commonalities in the two paths of talismans and arrays.

Chen Xu also made some progress in the art of alchemy.

Now, I can barely refine first-grade high-quality pills.

However, the success rate of pill formation is... truly appalling.

One batch of medicinal herbs can only produce about two or three pills, and if you're lucky, you might get four or five.

Even so, it's still much more cost-effective than buying ready-made pills from a shop.

Looking at the self-produced pills in his storage bag, which weren't perfect in appearance but had decent medicinal properties, Chen Xu was quite content.

Over the past three years, Chen Xu has also refined a number of earth-attribute natural treasures.

However, the first level of the "Mysterious Bone True Demon Art" has always been stuck at the very last step.

Chen Xu guessed that he would only be able to break through the first level after successfully establishing his foundation.

However, the reason why Chen Xu was so comfortable was that his cultivation level was currently stuck at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Given his innate talent in four spiritual roots, diligent cultivation would be useless; he might as well enjoy himself.

Fortunately, he had previously thought that the Cleansing Pill could help him break through the bottleneck from the mid to late stage of Qi Refining.

Not knowing if it could help him break through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, he took the remaining Cleansing Pill.

The result did not disappoint Chen Xu; it did have a good effect in breaking through the barrier, but the medicinal power was still a bit weak.

If I can take another pill, breaking through to the ninth level should be a sure thing.

However, the ingredients for the Cleansing Pill were hard to find, so Chen Xu withheld the demon core he had promised to give to Xiao Jin.

"Sigh, I wonder when we'll get any news about demon cores from the Treasure Pavilion..."

Chen Xu took another sip of wine, rocked back and forth in his chair, and muttered to himself:

"It's a pity that the Dark Pavilion's trade fair was canceled for some reason this year, otherwise I could have tried my luck there..."

He shook his head, temporarily putting these troubles behind him.

The time is not right, and it cannot be forced.

"Alright, let's try Xiao Jin's cooking first!"

……

After enjoying the delicious food, Chen Xu returned to the rocking chair and sipped his wine.

You can't blame him for being lazy; he just rarely gives himself time off.

Otherwise, if cultivating immortality were nothing but arduous practice, the path would be far too boring.

Just then, Chen Xu paused in his movement of carrying the wine pot, then stood up and walked out of the cave.

A homing pigeon with glossy feathers landed on the mailbox.

His eyes flickered slightly. He first dropped some spiritual fruit into the mailbox before reaching out to remove the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.

Unfold the letter; only one line of ink was hastily written on it:

"Junior Brother Chen, let's gather at Linjiang Tower in Silver Moon Market at the end of the year."

Although the letter was unsigned, Chen Xu recognized it.

After all, besides Wang Tiezhu, no one else could write such ugly characters.

The distinctive characters "藏苦" (Hidden Suffering) on ​​his sword were written by Wang Tiezhu.

"Silver Moon Market..." Chen Xu frowned slightly.

He had heard of this place before; it was nominally a market town established by Hansongmen on the edge of its jurisdiction.

In reality, because it is located in the buffer zone between the Hansong Sect and the Moyun Valley, it has long become a no-man's-land, a gathering place for rogue cultivators, and a mixed bag of people.

Several years have passed since the Han family sought refuge with Moyun Valley, and Wang Tiezhu's sudden invitation now raises questions about his true intentions...

But right now... I'm really curious about the sender of this letter...

These carrier pigeons, in principle, should not pay attention to the cultivators outside Hansong Gate.

This letter must have been relayed by someone inside the sect on behalf of Wang Tiezhu. Who could it be?

Then a flame rose from Chen Xu's fingertips, and the letter was instantly burned to ashes.

His gaze shifted to the carrier pigeon that was still pecking at the spirit fruit.

When the carrier pigeon saw Chen Xu staring intently at it, it trembled and immediately flapped its wings to flee.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xu grabbed it.

The carrier pigeon struggled desperately in his hand, its cries mournful:

"Coo coo!!"

"No!!"

Thanks to the "Beast Taming and Spirit Communication Technique", Chen Xu is now able to communicate with other creatures to a minimum.

He smiled slightly, loosening his grip a little: "Don't be afraid, I mean you no harm."

Upon hearing this, the homing pigeon stopped struggling. It tilted its head, its beady eyes filled with surprise and doubt: "Coo...coo?"

"Strange... how come I can understand what ground pigeons are saying?"

At this moment, Chen Xu took out a Yellow Dragon Pill and waved it in front of the carrier pigeon:

"Who sent this letter? Lead me to him, and this pill is yours, how about it?"

"Coo!?" The carrier pigeon's eyes widened in surprise.

In all the years it has served as a messenger, it has only eaten low-grade spiritual fruits. When has it ever seen such high-grade goods?

"Coo coo coo!"

"I'll lead the way for you right away, sir!!!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu loosened his grip, and the carrier pigeon immediately took flight.

They led Chen Xu all the way to a cave dwelling a hundred meters away from Feng Hui Peak.

Chen Xu then crushed the Yellow Dragon Pill and scattered it on the ground: "Alright, finish eating and leave quickly, don't interfere with my business."

The homing pigeon cooed twice, then landed on the ground and began pecking at the food.

After it flew away, Chen Xu found a secluded spot and put on the Moon-Hidden Veil.

……

Feng Hui Peak is adjacent to the main peak, and most of its disciples are under Elder Zhao of the Sutra Repository.

Under the cover of the moon-veil, Chen Xu quietly sneaked to the vicinity of that cave.

He concealed his aura, focused his divine sense into a single line, and cautiously probed the entrance to the cave and the surrounding area.

"Someone's coming?" Just as he found a hiding place with a good view and good cover, he sensed something.

He immediately held his breath, and saw a cultivator with a long, narrow face like a horse walking quickly towards the corner of the mountain path, stopping in front of the cave entrance.

The horse-faced cultivator glanced around to make sure no one was watching before gently knocking on the cave's stone door and lowering his voice:

"I wonder if Brother Feng Han is here?"

Before long, a plump young cultivator emerged from the cave.

With a warm smile on his face and a hearty voice, he said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Ma! Please come in and have a chat!"

"It's him!?" Chen Xu, who was hiding in the shadows, was immediately startled when he saw the round-figured cultivator's face.

Although this person's face has been slightly modified.

But that iconic figure and voice were exactly the same as I remembered.

"Feng Han...Han Feng..." Chen Xu frowned, his heart filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The Han family has betrayed the Han Song Sect for many years, so why is Han Feng still inside the sect?

Is it...