Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

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Time flies, and years pass by.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two years, Chen Xu's cultivation level has stagnated at the sixth level of Qi Refining for some time.

After all, it is the watershed between the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, and it is indeed not easy to break through.

Chen Xu's talisman-drawing skills have improved considerably, and he is now able to consistently produce more than 20 first-grade high-quality talismans each month.

The market price alone is enough to exchange for more than two hundred spirit stones.

But more often than not, they were given to members of the mutual aid society for fifteen spirit stones each.

Over the course of two years, Chen Xu had accumulated a considerable amount of savings.

Not only did they buy storage bags, but they also upgraded Xiao Jin's beast-taming ring to a higher-level one.

Meanwhile, at Hansong Sect, since Wen Tianhe had not emerged from seclusion, rumors about his passing spread like wildfire.

Now, the Moyun Valley and the Golden Saber Sect are preparing to join forces to attack the Cold Pine Sect and seize the inheritance of the Core Formation True Person.

However, the fact that Hansong Sect had sealed off its mountain gates left many disciples who wanted to escape quite frustrated.

At this moment, Chen Xu pushed open the door of the cultivation room, and a biting cold air rushed in, making him shiver involuntarily.

He looked up at the hazy sky, where the light screen of the Cold Pine Sect's protective array slowly shifted, isolating the inside from the outside.

"Sigh..." Chen Xu sighed helplessly.

With Moyun Valley and Jindao Sect eyeing them covetously from the outside, the people of Hansong Sect are filled with unease.

It's just a pity that as long as this protective mountain formation remains unactivated, even if he wanted to run away, he wouldn't be able to.

Walking to the wooden box by the fishpond, Chen Xu opened the lid and took out a letter, still written by Wang Tiezhu.

Chen Xu glanced at it briefly, and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

"Is my greatsword finished?"

Three months ago, Chen Xu saw that Wang Tiezhu's craftsmanship was becoming more and more refined, so he commissioned him to forge a spirit sword for him.

Now, after all this time, it's finally finished.

Since the mutual aid association was established two years ago, Wang Tiezhu, with the help of Lin Miaoyin's spirit stones, has finally embarked on the path of weapon forging.

Although the initial stages were difficult and he wasted a lot of materials, his tenacity was a perfect match for weapon crafting, allowing him to progress rapidly.

"Finally, some good news."

Chen Xu put the letter away and prepared to go to Wang Tiezhu to retrieve his greatsword.

His gaze then swept over the empty groove on the wooden box, and he added some nuts into it.

No matter who is wronged, the messenger should not be wronged.

Ever since his letter was dropped into the fishpond by a carrier pigeon, Chen Xu hasn't dared to put fish food on the wooden box...

At this moment, Xiao Jin sensed Chen Xu's presence and swam up as well.

Two years have passed, and it is no longer the tiny loach that was once.

Now, its body is as big as two palms, and its aura is becoming increasingly profound. It seems that it is not far from the late stage of Qi Refining.

Its little eyes stared at Chen Xu, and a series of bubbles rose up with a "glug-glug" sound.

"Two-legged fish, where's my food?"

Seeing Xiao Jin's anxious look, Chen Xu took out another Yellow Dragon Pill.

After swallowing the Yellow Dragon Pill in one gulp, Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, then swayed his body and dived underwater to digest it.

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The outer gate east area is more chaotic than Chenxu's area.

Besides a fishpond, there are also many disciples living nearby.

As Chen Xu approached the fishpond, he heard the rhythmic sound of hammering.

At this moment, Wang Tiezhu, with his muscular upper body bare, was repeatedly forging something with a forging hammer in both hands, sparks flying everywhere.

Chen Xu didn't make a sound to disturb them, and stood quietly outside the courtyard.

The art of weapon crafting requires a continuous, uninterrupted process.

After Wang Tiezhu finished his work, he noticed Chen Xu standing outside the courtyard.

Wang Tiezhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, a simple and honest smile spreading across his face:

"Junior Brother Chen, you've finally arrived! Come in and see your treasure!"

He quickly took a long sword from a wooden box next to him.

The sword is about three feet long and dark blue in color. The two characters "藏苦" (Zang Ku) are engraved crookedly on its blade.

"Here you are, Junior Brother Chen, this is the first-tier high-grade spirit sword forged according to your specifications!"

Wang Tiezhu handed over the sword, his tone tinged with pride: "It's forged from top-grade cold iron, with some forging crystal added to increase its toughness. Why don't you give it a try?"

Chen Xu took the longsword, looked at the crooked characters "藏苦" (Hidden Bitterness) on it, and curled his lip.

Why are the characters carved by Wang Tiezhu so unique?

Fortunately, the feel and quality far exceeded expectations, and Chen Xu was quite satisfied with it.

"What a fine sword!" Chen Xu exclaimed sincerely.

"Brother Tiezhu, with your skills, if your cultivation level weren't insufficient, you could probably forge a second-tier magic weapon, right?"

Wang Tiezhu scratched his head: "Hehe, as long as you're satisfied!"

After chatting for a few more minutes, Chen Xu took his leave, preparing to go to Lin Miaoyin's place to buy some pills.

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​Hansong Sect, inside a cave dwelling shrouded in layers of restrictions.

A middle-aged cultivator, dressed in a blue brocade robe and with a refined air about him, slowly opened his eyes.

It was Wen Tianhe, the sect leader of the Cold Pine Sect who had been in seclusion for many years.

At this moment, Wen Tianhe's aura was restrained, showing no signs of serious injury or imminent death. On the contrary, he was even more unfathomable than he had been two years ago.

"The fish... has finally taken the bait!"

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After returning to the fishpond he was in charge of, Chen Xu prepared to go back to his cultivation room to draw talismans.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.

"The mountain-protecting formation... has it been shut down?" Chen Xu stared incredulously at the rapidly dissipating light screen in the sky.

He then came to his senses and immediately put Little Gold back into his Beast Taming Ring.

Immediately afterwards, an aged voice rang out from within the Cold Pine Gate: "Everyone, proceed to the main peak plaza immediately! Do not delay!"

"What exactly happened...?"

Chen Xu frowned, but dared not delay and hurriedly headed towards the main peak.

Coincidentally, Chen Xu ran into an acquaintance as soon as he arrived at the main peak square.

Zhang Erniu, dressed in an outer Taoist robe, was looking at Chen Xu with a sinister gaze.

"Zhang Erniu has actually reached the sixth level of Qi Refining?"

"Could it be that he also obtained some fortuitous opportunity in the cave of that Core Formation cultivator?"

Chen Xu remembered that when it came to signing up to explore the cave of a Core Formation cultivator, Zhang Erniu was the one who rushed to the front.

Judging from this person's expression, his hatred had clearly not subsided...

All I did was refuse to lend him my resources, was it really that big of a deal?

Chen Xu turned his gaze elsewhere, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get rid of Zhang Erniu silently.

After all, this person is so vengeful that he must be a ruthless and vicious person.

Chen Xu would not be at ease if he did not eliminate it.

Previously, I wasn't entirely confident, and this Erniu didn't pose a threat, so it wasn't worth the risk.

This boy's cultivation has improved rapidly, and I now have enough methods to deal with him.

Naturally, there was no reason for Zhang Erniu to be let off the hook.

Before long, an old man appeared in the square. He was an elder of the Hansong Sect, at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

"quiet!"

The elder's gaze swept across the entire room, his voice low and deep: "Now the sect leader is seriously injured and has not yet recovered, and powerful enemies surround the sect."

"The present moment is a critical juncture for the survival of my Cold Pine Clan."

"Anyone who wishes to leave Hansong Sect may do so now; the sect will not force them to stay!"

These words stirred the interest of many who had long wanted to leave. Soon, some people took the lead and departed.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xu felt that something was amiss.

Normally, shouldn't the elders be trying to calm people down at this time?

Moreover, the protective mountain formation has trapped them for so long, how come they are so close to the big battle?

Instead, they shut down the protective mountain formation and let the people leave?

This unusual situation made Chen Xu hesitant to act rashly.