I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

Gu Yuan’s divine sense swept over it, and in an instant, he grasped the basics of this method, his expression turning somewhat grave.

”It requires an undamaged gold seal of the same attribute, and it may not even succeed?”

Though this method is marvelous, its restrictions are too great.

Who would ordinarily throw an undamaged gold seal into one that’s damaged?

If it fails, wouldn’t it all be for nothing?

Even Gu Yuan hesitated for a moment.

But almost instantly, his brows relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips: ”I don’t have to provide the spiritual materials; why should I worry?”

Zhang Guangcheng promised great rewards to entice him to participate in the Dharma Assembly.

Now it’s time to collect.

Memorizing this seal, Gu Yuan moved on, flipping through another Dharma Seal, and then took the ”Void Clarity Green Flow Seal” promised to Master Xuan Guang.

Afterward, he left the eighth layer and turned towards the seventh layer of the Scripture Hall.

Too much of a good thing is not good; Gu Yuan temporarily didn’t plan on using all six opportunities for Dharma Seals, as just the Recurrent Mending Gold Seal would require considerable effort on his part.

Most importantly, the ”sword technique” opportunity shown by the Stone Liquid wasn’t on the eighth layer but on the seventh.

This opportunity was deeper than the Recurrent Mending Gold Seal, but its state was peculiar, so Gu Yuan didn’t investigate it immediately. Instead, he first took the seals from the eighth layer and then, with an attitude of leisurely observation, slowly examined it.

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In the seventh layer of the Scripture Hall, a middle-aged Daoist cultivator at Peak Foundation Establishment, wearing a green Daoist robe, was also browsing through some texts. Upon seeing Gu Yuan, his expression changed, and he quickly saluted.

”Qu Chang of the Thousand Waves Sect greets Master Donghua!”

When Gu Yuan switched sects and joined the Thousand Waves Sect, golden bells rang, and auspicious clouds gathered. Gu Yuan had seen him from afar at that time.

Gu Yuan waved his sleeve, an invisible gentle mana lifting the man up, and he smiled, saying, ”No need for formalities.”

The middle-aged Daoist stood up, still respectful, standing aside without saying much.

But Gu Yuan spoke up on his own: ”I sense your aura is rich, reaching the peak of perfection, but you are of significant age. Why are you reading miscellaneous books here, instead of cultivating at your residence?”

Gu Yuan’s powerful divine sense took just a glance to see the gray register in the middle-aged Daoist’s hands. It wasn’t the path of Dharma Seal cultivation but a miscellaneous record called ”Sword Dao Travelogue.”

This record was exactly the opportunity shown by the Stone Liquid!

Could a miscellaneous record be the silver opportunity?

Instantly, Gu Yuan’s interest was piqued.

”Reporting to Master, this disciple has long reached Peak Foundation Establishment but has been struggling to find the opportunity for Core Formation, so I came here to read some miscellaneous books, hoping to find some Fate Technique.”

The middle-aged Daoist said with a bitter smile.

”Oh? Do these miscellaneous books contain Fate Techniques?”

Gu Yuan asked curiously.

”Master might not be aware, but the miscellaneous books in the Scripture Hall aren’t written by ordinary cultivators. Most are left by our Thousand Waves Sect predecessors during their travels, sometimes inscribing cultivation insights or noting nearby Spiritual Lands or Secret Realm locations. Subsequent disciples often find some insights or opportunities when browsing through them.”

”A thousand years ago, a Foundation Establishment predecessor wrote a travelogue, recording the location of a spiritual ginseng. However, at that time, the predecessor saw that the ginseng hadn’t yet matured and had no heirs or disciples and therefore encoded the Secret Realm location with a unique Calculation Technique within the travelogue.”

”Later, a disciple decoded it and obtained the opportunity, envying everyone!”

The middle-aged Daoist said, sighing with envy.

”Oh, have you discovered any opportunity from this book?”

Gu Yuan asked again.

The middle-aged Daoist did not hide, saying with a bitter smile, ”I don’t know if I’m foolish or if this book truly contains no opportunity. I’ve read it for a long time and found no trace of opportunity.”

”I suppose so; this book has existed for a long time, and many predecessors in the sect have read it. I’ve never heard of anyone breaking through it. If it did contain an opportunity, it would’ve been taken long ago, and it wouldn’t wait for me.”

With these words, he sighed deeply.

”Don’t rush; let me take a look!”

Gu Yuan smiled, speaking to the middle-aged Daoist.

This opportunity is peculiar, and he’s curious about what’s recorded in it.

Upon hearing Gu Yuan’s words, the middle-aged Daoist dared not hesitate and immediately presented the gray register in front of Gu Yuan.

With just a thought, Gu Yuan caused the gray register to automatically turn its pages without wind.

In a few breaths, he had read all the contents recorded within the gray register.

This travelogue was rather peculiar, telling the story of a young swordsman wielding a sharp sword, traveling through nations.

Every time he arrived in a country, the young swordsman would use a new sword technique to defeat all the other swordsmen in that country.

He toured nine countries in succession, using nine different sword techniques, and then achieved Great Success in swordsmanship, breaking the void directly—a sensational tale.

The gray register, even with the protection of the Scripture Hall’s array, showed signs of wear and tear, suggesting that many disciples had browsed it seeking opportunity.

However, the nine paths of swordsmanship recorded in this travelogue were all mundane techniques, wielding an iron sword with only forms and not a trace of Qi or Refining Seal method.

It made it impossible to connect them with the path of cultivation.

And the nine countries mentioned in the travelogue were all pseudonyms, with no reflection in reality.

After reading it once, Gu Yuan gained nothing, but he was sure the Stone Liquid wouldn’t make a mistake. He memorized every single word within, then returned the travelogue to the middle-aged Daoist, pondering as he spoke: