Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 357 - 219: Envoys from Heaven-Burning Valley

Chapter 357: Chapter 219: Envoys from Heaven-Burning Valley

Yu Hai opened it and saw that inside was actually a pill covered in spirit patterns, and he was momentarily stunned.

"Did you refine this?"

Lu Chang’sheng nodded.

Yu Hai was full of admiration; while Lu Chang’sheng might lag behind in cultivation, in alchemy he was already leagues ahead.

"All the better—it increases our chances." Yu Hai smiled.

That night, the two of them arrived in front of a grand residence.

There were pavilions and towers scattered across the estate, wreathed in wisps of blue smoke—it felt as if they had entered an immortal realm.

The two handed over their greeting cards, and before long, they were allowed inside.

"Please wait a moment, immortals. My master is entertaining guests." The immortal servant bowed gracefully and led them to a separate courtyard.

Yu Hai frowned and said, "Did you tell your master my name?"

He had, of course, notified the host in advance of their visit.

The immortal servant quickly replied, "I did."

Yu Hai seemed ready to press further, but Lu Chang’sheng spoke up, "Let it be, let’s just wait."

He didn’t want Yu Hai taking risks for his sake and making enemies over it.

Seeing that, Yu Hai had nothing more to say.

It wasn’t until night fell that a figure rushed over.

The man was a little plump, and had an apologetic look on his face, which made Yu Hai feel much better.

"Senior Brother Wang, what took you so long? Who are you entertaining, anyway?"

Yu Hai grumbled a bit.

The man sighed, "Don’t blame me for keeping you waiting. The guest has quite the background—I had to receive him personally."

"What kind of background?" Yu Hai asked in surprise.

"Heaven-Burning Valley."

Everyone was startled.

"Ah, that makes sense. That’s someone you can’t neglect." Yu Hai said.

After that, Yu Hai introduced Lu Chang’sheng to the others.

Senior Brother Wang’s full name was Wang Futian. After Yu Hai introduced Lu Chang’sheng, Wang Futian immediately offered a warm smile.

"So you’re Fellow Daoist Lu. Forgive me, forgive me."

Just then, a few female immortal servants brought in trays of spirit fruit and spirit wine.

Wang Futian picked up a cup of wine and said to the two, "No matter what, I kept you waiting—that was careless of me. Old Wang will drink this first as an apology."

Such courtesy won them both over, especially Yu Hai, whose earlier discomfort vanished completely.

"What did the visitor from Heaven-Burning Valley want, anyway?"

"Ah, honestly, I’m not sure. He just arrived, paid his respects to the sect, and said he wanted to visit our Supreme Profound Sect’s Alchemy Peak. I suspect the sect leaders are quite troubled, so they asked me to host him for now."

Wang Futian explained.

Yu Hai wanted to ask more, but Lu Chang’sheng stopped him.

"Now that you’re free, Senior Brother Wang, what about that matter I mentioned before?"

Yu Hai caught his meaning and asked right away.

Wang Futian nodded and looked at Lu Chang’sheng. "The person you referred to for entry must be Fellow Daoist Lu, correct?"

"That’s right."

Wang Futian hesitated. "Would Fellow Daoist Lu mind if I used my Dharma Eye to take a look?"

Lu Chang’sheng sighed inwardly—he knew Wang Futian wanted to check his spirit root. Helpless, he nodded.

Wang Futian channeled his magical power; a vertical eye appeared at his brow, and a palpable wave of spiritual power washed over Lu Chang’sheng.

Lu Chang’sheng felt the pressure of his spiritual power; clearly, Wang Futian was at least in the late stage of Qi Cultivation, though the exact level was unclear.

"No wonder he’s from an Immortal Sect."

He mused, and his anticipation at joining an Immortal Sect waned a bit.

Immortal Sects value talent—if your aptitude’s too weak, joining becomes nearly impossible.

Luckily, his alchemy was accomplished; without it, he wouldn’t even have a sliver of hope.

As expected, after a moment, a trace of a bitter smile appeared in Wang Futian’s eyes. "Well... Fellow Daoist Lu’s Immortal Dao Spirit Root is truly a bit—"

He didn’t finish his sentence, but both understood what he meant.

Yu Hai said, "Chang’sheng’s Immortal Dao Spirit Root may be ordinary, but his alchemy skills are unmatched."

With that, he handed over the jade vial Lu Chang’sheng had given him earlier. "Please see, Senior Brother. This is a spirit-patterned pill refined by Chang’sheng."

"A spirit-patterned pill?" Wang Futian hadn’t cared much, but when he heard Yu Hai, his interest was piqued.

He examined it and nodded, "It is indeed a spirit-patterned pill."

He was not particularly surprised—such pills are rare on the outside, but within the Immortal Sect, they aren’t uncommon.

For the Immortal Sect, both talent and resources are plentiful; naturally, there’s no shortage of alchemists who can produce spirit-patterned pills.

Still, despite the abundance, being able to refine spirit-patterned pills earns special regard.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, could you open a furnace and make some pills for us?"

Wang Futian asked.

"I can."

Lu Chang’sheng immediately went to the residence’s alchemy room and refined a batch of pills.

Luck was on his side—the batch produced a top-grade pill.

Wang Futian’s smile broadened instantly, "Daoist friend, your alchemical talent is outstanding. Joining Supreme Profound Sect shouldn’t be a problem."

"Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Wang." Lu Chang’sheng took out another top-grade pill and handed it over.

Wang Futian accepted it with a beaming smile, slipping it into his sleeve.

He told them to wait a couple of days, and that he would handle the entry procedure.

"Soon, we’ll be part of the same power!" Yu Hai said, excitedly.

Lu Chang’sheng managed a wry smile, "Don’t celebrate just yet—the first step has only just begun."

"Have some faith in Senior Brother Wang—and besides, you have no idea what it means for an alchemist to be able to refine top-grade pills."

Yu Hai began to show off what he’d learned at Supreme Profound Sect.

A lot of it related to alchemists. If the elders hadn’t thought he was ill-suited to learn alchemical arts, he would have chosen that path long ago.