Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Chen Xu looked at the five emblem options and was overjoyed.

Apart from the [Cross-Handed Emblem], it's just a roadside decoration, utterly unappealing.

The other four emblems are all of prismatic quality.

It's safe to say that these are truly pirate-style spoils of war; every single one is a royal flush.

The [Spirit Eye Emblem] is top-notch, its battery life speaks for itself.

It recovers 1% of spiritual power and physical damage per second, which means that as long as it is not instantly killed, it is practically indestructible.

The amplification provided by the [Sword Heart Emblem] is terrifying. If it were to fall into the hands of a prodigy who specializes in swordsmanship, it would be enough to completely transform their swordsmanship, making it as easy as eating and drinking to challenge opponents of higher levels.

However, Chen Xu has not yet practiced a proper sword technique, so although the emblem is good, it is of little use to him.

The [Dan Dao Tong Xuan Emblem] is especially popular.

The success rate of alchemy is increased by 30%, and there is a 30% chance that the quality of the pill will be upgraded by one level.

This means that if Chen Xu chooses this option, he can begin mass production of pills for the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, after some deliberation, Chen Xu still chose the [Karma Protection Emblem].

This [Karma Protection Emblem] can transfer three fatal blows and randomly teleport away, which is tantamount to having three extra lives.

This world of cultivation is fraught with danger at every turn. One wrong step and you're dead.

If your cultivation level drops, you can rebuild it. As long as you can survive, nothing else matters.

In his view, the value of this emblem far exceeded that of the other options.

and……

Chen Xu was also curious: if one's cultivation level drops and they have to start over, will the Hextech option be triggered again when they break through?

If that's really the case, then this seemingly punishing drop in cultivation level might actually become an opportunity to acquire powerful runes again.

Suppressing his thoughts, Chen Xu got up and left the cultivation room.

On the stone table in the cave, a feast was laid out, its aromas mingling and spiritual energy rising.

Xiao Jin was half-submerged in the spiritual spring, while an arm formed from water busily placed the last dish of soup on the stone table.

Chen Xu walked to the stone table and sat down. Calculating the time, Qing Ling should be arriving soon, right?

Sure enough, the moment the thought arose, a familiar voice came from outside the cave:

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm here!"

Chen Xu raised his hand and cast a spell, breaking part of the formation in the cave.

After receiving permission, Qingling immediately sat down and began to enjoy the food.

Little Jin also prepared a mini meal for himself and controlled the sailors to put it in his mouth.

……

Inside the cave, the aroma of the spiritual food had not yet dissipated, and Xiao Jin was instructing the sailors to clean up the cups and plates.

At this moment, Qingling suddenly spoke up: "By the way, Senior Brother!"

"The Dark Pavilion's trade fair is about to begin again, and this time the location is set for the former Yan Family Fortress. Senior Brother, would you like to go?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu paused slightly in his teacup, then nodded: "Yes, that's a plan."

This trade fair is said to only sell the inheritance of cultivation techniques, and Chen Xu really wants to go and see if he can find anything.

Given Qingling's previous experience of killing that Foundation Establishment cultivator at Yanjiabao, she must also have an invitation letter in her possession.

The fact that she brought it up now suggests she wants to go with me.

Although Chen Xu wanted to refuse, Yanjiabao was a long way away and would take several months to arrive, so he couldn't hide it from her.

Moreover, Qingling and Qingyi had indeed helped him a lot, so he couldn't refuse.

Moreover, Qingling herself is quite strong and has many trump cards, so she is not a burden.

Sure enough, seeing Chen Xu nod, Qingling quickly said, "That's great! I want to go see it too. Shall we go together in a few days?"

Seeing her excited expression, Chen Xu nodded in agreement.

Anyway, the outer disciples will take care of the fishpond, so it won't matter if I and Qingling disappear for a few months.

……

Three days later, at the summit of Mofu Peak, in Qingzhu Pavilion.

Qingyi led the two storage bags to Chen Xu and Qingling respectively.

"Take it."

Chen Xu accepted the storage bag with both hands, feeling a warmth in his heart.

He bowed deeply, his tone sincere: "Thank you for your great kindness, Master. I will certainly act with caution and protect my junior sister."

The two then respectfully took their leave and departed from Qingzhu Pavilion.

Just as Chen Xu and Qing Ling's figures disappeared at the end of Mo Fu Peak, a refined-looking cultivator suddenly appeared beside Qing Yi inside Qing Zhu Xuan.

The newcomer was none other than Wen Tianhe, the sect leader of Hansong Sect.

Qing Yi seemed to have anticipated this and showed no surprise whatsoever. He simply bowed to Wen Tianhe and said, "Sect Master."

Wen Tianhe nodded slightly and slowly spoke, his voice calm: "What do you think of Chen Xu?"

Qing Yi stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and replied, "This boy... is calm and thoughtful."

"His strength is quite good among those of the same level, and his learning ability is even more amazing."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone filled with obvious regret:

"Unfortunately... talent is a fatal flaw. With the potential of four spiritual roots, even reaching the Foundation Establishment stage is extremely difficult."

"Without a suitable cultivation method, forming the Golden Core... is absolutely impossible."

Upon hearing this, Wen Tianhe turned his gaze to Qing Yi, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Oh? And yet you're still taking such good care of this kid?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yi ignored him and remained silent.

Seeing this, Wen Tianhe didn't ask any further questions and changed the subject: "By the way, when will your cultivation level recover?"

Qingyi still did not respond.

Looking at him like this, Wen Tianhe shook his head, his tone somewhat helpless: "Fine... after all these years, you still have this bad habit..."

He then stopped asking questions and disappeared in a flash.

……

Two months later, in the far north.

At this time, Yan Family Fortress had been renamed Dark City.

The architectural style has also undergone significant changes, becoming more luxurious.

Chen Xu and Qing Ling wrapped their robes tighter around themselves to keep warm, gazing at the massive city before them.

After verifying the invitation, a black-robed cultivator said calmly, "Entry fee: one hundred low-grade spirit stones per person."

Prices have gone up this much?

Chen Xu felt a chill run down his spine, but remained outwardly calm, silently counting out two hundred spirit stones from his storage bag and handing them over.

As soon as the two stepped into the city gate, the invitation flew out of their hands, instantly transforming into a mask and a black robe to conceal their identities and cover their entire bodies.

Immediately afterwards, the two figures flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"Teleportation?!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Chen Xu opened his eyes again and found himself in the hall of the trade fair.

Everyone coming and going in the hall was completely covered up in the same black robe.

Seeing this, Chen Xu was somewhat surprised and suspicious. Could it be that the invitation from the Dark Pavilion could upgrade itself?

I remember the first time I went to a trade fair, the invitation was just a mask; this time, they even provided a matching black robe.

He then scanned his surroundings, but Qingling was nowhere to be seen.

It seems the previous teleportation teleported the two to different locations.

However, this was exactly what he wanted; if he traveled in groups, there was always the risk of being noticed.

Chen Xu then composed himself and blended into the crowd without making a sound.

The trade fair has not yet officially started, and the surrounding stalls are still shrouded in a layer of light.